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Was I stupid to love you? Was I reckless to help? Was it obvious to everybody else?

Was I stupid to love you? Was I reckless to help? Was it obvious to everybody else?

Quest’orrore della solitudine, il bisogno di dimenticare il proprio io in una carne estranea, è ciò che l’uomo chiama nobilmente bisogno di amare.
Charles Baudelaire
All women become like their mothers. That is their tragedy. No man does. That’s his.
Oscar Wilde