Our desires cut across one another, and in this confused existence it is rare for happiness to coincide with the desire that clamored for it.
Marcel Proust, Within a Budding Grove
Saturday, August 15, 2020
desires
Our desires cut across one another, and in this confused existence it is rare for happiness to coincide with the desire that clamored for it.
Marcel Proust, Within a Budding Grove
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