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There it is, look at that.
That’s how you face such a world.

You must have LOVE in your heart for your life.
It is love versus hate.

I love my life, and the people in it.
Even Beatrice. And clear, not Portuguese, I’m in love with her Irma.
Milton. Shirley at the office, with Morty.
A tapestry, everything in it.
Even my glass eye, Dillenbeck’s dog, and the bouillabaisse we didn’t get to have.

Each one of us is given a tapestry, our own opera.
This person and this person.
Thinking about it.

Love is not enough, you’ve gotta fight to protect kindness.

You get attached to people and things, and they might just break your heart. But that’s being alive.