If you'd really loved something, wouldn't a little bit of it linger? Evidently his finishes were downright and absolute. He just moved on. I sometimes wished I could do the same.
It's easier for plants. They have no memory. They just move on whatever's next. But for a person, adapting's almost shameful. It's like running away.
There are too many ideas and things and people. Too many directions to go. I was starting to believe the reason it matters to care about something is that it whittles the world down to a more manageable size.
Life seemed to be filled with things that were just like the ghost orchid. Wonderful to imagine and easy to fall in love with but a little fantastic and fleeting and out of reach.
That was her business, not mine. You are what you love, not what loves you.
PS Meryl Streep The narration is so good, I remember I bought the film tape of Out of Africa in my freshman year, and I fell in love with her
beautiful voice at that time, ha ha. . .
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