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Why are you sad?”
“Because you speak to me in words, and I look at you with feelings.

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I was burned out from exhaustion, buried in the hail, poisoned in the bushes, blown out on the trail; hunted like a crocodile, ravaged in the corn,

“Come in,” she said, “I’ll give ya shelter from the storm.”

Bob Dylan

4 months ago

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I knew couples who’d been married almost forever – forty, fifty, sixty years. Seventy-two, in one case. They’d be tending each other’s illnesses, filling in each other’s faulty memories, dealing with the money troubles or the daughter’s suicide, or the grandson’s drug addiction. And I was beginning to suspect that it made no difference whether they’d married the right person. Finally, you’re just with who you’re with. You’ve signed on with her, put in a half century with her, grown to know her as well as you know yourself or even better, and she’s become the right person. Or the only person, might be more to the point.

I wish someone had told me that earlier. I’d have hung on then; I swear I would.”

Anne Tyler, “A Patchwork Planet”

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