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Anybody reading our letters … would think that sometimes we are serious people entirely devoted to great things, that our hearts cannot conceive any thought that is not honourable and grand. But then, as they turned the page, we would seem light, inconstant, lustful, entirely devoted to vanities. And even if someone judges this way of life shameful, I find it praiseworthy, for we imitate nature, which is changeable.

a pile of murakamis by tussenpozen
Sometimes I fall in love with someone who can never love me back. Then I pick up another novel and do it again.