MIND: Duality

After all, what is happiness? Love, they tell me.
But love doesn’t bring and never has brought happiness.
On the contrary, it’s a constant state of anxiety, a battlefield;
it’s sleepless nights, asking ourselves all the time
if we’re doing the right thing.
Real love is composed of ecstasy and agony.

The Witch of Portobello // Paulo Coelho

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