Aug 24, 2010
You couldn’t make yourself stop feeling a certain way, no matter what the other person did. You had to just wait. Eventually the feeling went away because others came along. Or sometimes it didn’t go away but got squeezed into something tiny, and hung like a piece of tinsel in the back of your mind.
Elizabeth Strout (Olive Kitteridge)
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Aristotelean Thomist; dabbler in the epicurean and sartorial arts; sworn enemy of wasting my time.


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