Maybe the one had to be lost for the others to be found?
. . . it is a glory and a privilege to love what Death doesn’t touch.
Or–to quote another paradoxical gem of my dad’s: sometimes you have to lose to win.
La belleza es terror. Temblamos ante todo lo que llamamos bello.
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