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Nejaušības
We choose someone to love only by not choosing to love millions of others; yet we canonize our entirely random decision by ignoring, indeed inverting, its randomness, and enrobing ourselves in the garments of inevitability: we like to say, "we were made for each other", or "fate picked the two of us out".
/James Wood - ievadā Ž.P.Sartra "Nausea"/ |