“Love in your novels, I think, acts as a form of hope. Why hope? Do you believe in this?”
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“Isn’t love a form of hope?” I said.
“No. Love is crushing. Love is something you let yourself feel at your own peril, despite your better sense.”
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“True. It’s all those things… but where would we be if we didn’t feel it? I think it’s the only form of hope we have..”
— 10 hours, 7 min ago
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