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Sunday with Jack Kerouac

A pain stabbed my heart as it did every time I saw a girl I loved who was going the opposite direction in this too-big world.

My fault, my failure, is not in the passions I have, but in my lack of control of them.

Offer them what they secretly want and they of course immediately become panic-stricken.

¬†Avoid the world, it’s just a lot of dust and drag and means nothing in the end.

Accept loss forever.