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Love, I think, is like fire. We do not know where it comes from, or why it gives us light, but it is what we use to hold back the darkness.

All our errors, foolish mistakes, and unthinking cruelties are still alive to be recollected and often regretted, but the gods seldom give us another chance to be the better person we wish now we could have been.

One of the most terrible things about growing old is having to remember. Not because life is dreadful, but because we take so long to become ourselves, while everyone who met us during our journey knows only the person that we were then.