There was something else I couldn’t quite define–something that made me uneasy. We were a wrong fit, like unmatching puzzle pieces.

There’s a difference between thinking you can’t be wrong and having no regrets. Wrongness is what occurs prior to empiricism, in hindsight a counterpart of revelation, and revelation is nothing to regret.

It is not enough to be wrong, one must also be polite.

Stop holding-on to the wrong people. Let them go on their own way; if not for you, then for them.