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“But lost chances are as much a part of life as chances taken, and a story cannot dwell on what might have been.”― Paul Auster, The New York Trilogy

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“But lost chances are as much a part of life as chances taken, and a story cannot dwell on what might have been.”
― Paul Auster, The New York Trilogy

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“Now and then, however, he is horribly thoughtless, and seems to take a real delight in giving me pain. Then I feel… that I have given away my whole soul to some one who treats it as if it were a flower to put in his coat, a bit of decoration to charm his vanity, an ornament for a summer’s day.”― Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray

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“Now and then, however, he is horribly thoughtless, and seems to take a real delight in giving me pain. Then I feel… that I have given away my whole soul to some one who treats it as if it were a flower to put in his coat, a bit of decoration to charm his vanity, an ornament for a summer’s day.”
Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray

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“Adolescence is best enjoyed without self-consciousness, but self-consciousness, unfortunately, is its leading symptom. Even when something important happens to you, even when your heart’s getting crushed or exalted, even when you’re absorbed in building the foundations of a personality, there comes these moments when you’re aware that what’s happening is not the real story. Unless you actually die, the real story is still ahead of you. This alone, this cruel mixture of consciousness and irrelevance, this built-in hollowness, is enough to account for how pissed off you are.”― Jonathan Franzen, The Discomfort Zone

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“Adolescence is best enjoyed without self-consciousness, but self-consciousness, unfortunately, is its leading symptom. Even when something important happens to you, even when your heart’s getting crushed or exalted, even when you’re absorbed in building the foundations of a personality, there comes these moments when you’re aware that what’s happening is not the real story. Unless you actually die, the real story is still ahead of you. This alone, this cruel mixture of consciousness and irrelevance, this built-in hollowness, is enough to account for how pissed off you are.”
Jonathan Franzen, The Discomfort Zone

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