By the time a person has achieved years adequate for choosing a direction, the die is cast and the moment has long since passed which determined the future.
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I don't want to live. I want to love first, and live incidentally.
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Nobody has ever measured, not even poets, how much the heart can hold.
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Oh, the secret life of man and woman --dreaming how much better we would be than we are if we were somebody else or even ourselves, and feeling that our estate has been unexploited to its fullest.
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We grew up founding our dreams on the infinite promise of American advertising. I still believe that one can learn to play the piano by mail and that mud will give you a perfect complexion.
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