Tuesday, January 5, 2016

Believe me there is no such thing as great suffering, great regret, 
great memory….everything is forgotten, even a great love. 
That’s what’s sad about life, and also what’s wonderful about it. 
There is only a way of looking at things, a way that comes to you every once in a while. That’s why it’s good to have had love in your life after all, 
to have had an unhappy passion- 
it gives you an alibi for the vague despairs we all suffer from.

Albert Camus, A Happy Death 

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