Sometimes you meet someone, and it’s so clear that the two of you, on some level belong together. As lovers, or as friends, or as family, or as something entirely different. You just work, whether you understand one another or you’re in love or you’re partners in crime. You meet these people throughout your life, out of nowhere, under the strangest circumstances, and they help you feel alive. I don’t know if that makes me believe in coincidence, or fate, or sheer blind luck, but it definitely makes me believe in something.
Everything before was a selfish way of trying to find some self assurance or having someone love me to feel better about my life. I now know that I have never been in love before. I am so in love with the most wonderful man now. What a wonderful feeling. It’s amazing. I love you.
Study to be quiet; contain yourself within your own business, and let the prying, censorious, the vain and intriguing world follow their own devices.
All men are in need of help and depend on one another. Human solidarity is the necessary condition for the unfolding of any one individual.