My wife, sensing I'm about to pull out my harmonica, gently places her hand on my thigh to let me know it's an inappropriate time. We are an incredible team.
“Si uno comió, cantó, besó, fue a ver a Peñarol, hizo el amor, escuchó a Los Beatles e hizo tantas cosas lindas en la vida, entonces la muerte no tiene por qué ser tan trágica"
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The kindest thing literature does is remind you that your peculiar little feelings have always existed. Someone, in some century, was equally confused by love, bored by society, tired of performing, and hungry for meaning.