"Which one do you think is worse? Marrying someone who shouldn't be married or dying alone?"

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"Which one do you think is worse? Marrying someone who shouldn't be married or dying alone?"
When you make your choice, who knows the bitterness behind it?

A group of small fish swim along the stream, their dream is to see the sea. The arduous trek every day, the brutal impact of gravel and rock, day after day. As the water flows every day, groups of them choose to stay in the large and small lakes that the water flows through. Maybe these lakes are not perfect, maybe they are not cute, maybe... But the loneliness and future they will face The unknown really scares them. Of course, the bravest and strongest fish among them may one day be able to see the long-awaited ocean, but many more have become corpses when they arrive...

Everyone once believed that God will create the best for themselves. companion. It may be smooth, there may be setbacks, but one day, fate will make him meet him. However, with the cruel passage of time, many people abandoned this initial firmness or chose to deceive themselves because of vanity or fear of loneliness. After that, Chaos lived his whole life, but there was always a trace of unreconciled grief hidden in a corner of his heart.

Fewer and fewer people choose to wait, feeling the inner loneliness, the cynicism of others, the suspicions of boring people, and perhaps the repeated harassment and attacks of malicious people. What followed was a wavering of faith—perhaps, in case, God forgot the one I was when he created the immortal couple? In case, the side of the red line of the little finger is empty...

When the person with the most courage and faith finally waits until he is old and white-headed and closes his eyes, will there be unwilling bitterness in the turbid tears? ...

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Miss Austen Regrets quotes

  • Fanny Austen-Knight: You like Mr. Haden!

    Jane Austen: He has very good teeth.

  • Mme. Bigeon: [late at night, both in nightgowns; strong French accent] My friend in Paris has read a wonderful new book called 'Raison and Sensibilite'

    Jane Austen: Sense and Sensibility?

    Mme. Bigeon: My friend says, whoever the woman is who wrote this book, she knows more about love than anyone else in the world

    Jane Austen: Like someone who can't cook writing a recipe book

    Mme. Bigeon: Passion is for the young. It fades so quickly.

    Jane Austen: [wistfully] Not in our dreams

    Mme. Bigeon: Comfort remains, friendship remains, if you are lucky as I was.

    Jane Austen: Happiness in marriage remains a matter of chance

    Mme. Bigeon: But the fuss we make about who to choose. And love still dies and money still vanishes. And, spinster, lover, wife, every woman has regrets. So we read about your heroines and feel young again. And in love. And full of hope. As if we can make that choice again.

    Jane Austen: And do it right this time

    Mme. Bigeon: This is the gift which God has given you.

    [Jane Austen looks up sharply]

    Mme. Bigeon: It is enough, I think.