overweening personal ambition is no virtue; but while i had it, i could have danced on a bed of nails. -joyce maynard-
2010/10/24
not to end up
it was somehow both reassuring and liberating when he received messages one night from her. that in teasing ways she signified that there were no chains or attachments yet, and in tender reassurances that there was a longing and fondness for mutual companionship. it appeared that he was almost married to an ideal and a principle, and she was simply free to fit in and fill in the almost part. but it could not be enough, in a realization not to end up in the air.
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