A person cries out in life because it's lonely and because life's been broken off from whatever created it. But no matter how much you hate life, you love it too. It's like a caldron boiling with everything you have to have, but very painful to the lips.

And what the heck ? Is this my savage mode on or I just turned it off BABY .

من يعتاد على الترحال مثل الشياه ، يعرف أنه يصل دائما إلى لحظه لابد فيها من الفراق

It's the strangest thing about being human: to know so much, to communicate so much, and yet always to fall so drastically short of clarity, to be, in the end, so isolate and inadequate.

Written By Claire Messud

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