Bertrand Russell wrote about how we all needed "some human warmth to keep away the chill of the Universe" but that we find more often than not, as he said, "the treachery of friends, the discovery of the cruelty that lurks in average human nature..." and we realize how alone we really are when the chips are down, when we must rely on the strength of our character to keep away the hurt, the pain and confront, somehow, "the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune" We franticaly try to plug up the holes of our inadequacies with futile make-do activities... but time slips through our fingers, and our convictions shudder...
Forgive me for this flight into my emotions. It will pass... I hope.
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