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One mustn’t ask apple trees for oranges, France for sun, women for love, life for happiness.

Polly, June 13, 2013

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You know the passage where Scarlett voices her happiness that her mother is dead, so that she can’t see what a bad girl Scarlett has become? Well, that’s me.

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Some of us might find happiness if we quit struggling so desperately for it.

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