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Marx’s life had been filled with such abundance that he was one of those people who found it natural to care for those around him. In this case, what Marx received in return was the pleasure of Sam’s company.
Other people’s parents are often a delight.
No loss is permanent, because nothing is permanent, ever.”
“And what is love, in the end?” Alabaster said. “Except the irrational desire to put evolutionary competitiveness aside in order to ease someone else’s journey through life?”
“To make a game is to imagine the person playing it.”
