I would not have thought so literally, or so religiously, as to say, ‘Everything happens for a reason’ or ‘God doesn’t give us more than we can bear’, but the feeling was not so different. It was the feeling that each human life has a narrative and a destiny. It was the feeling that misfortune, no matter how great, would eventually serve to lead each of us to our own particular and inevitable conclusion. My understanding was that every action would lead me to where I ought to be ultimately, and where I ought to be was in love. Love was the great consolation, would set ablaze the fields of my
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