In retrospect (or: some theoretical guidance for my younger self)

 

Eventually you won’t have to choose between excitement and stability. Newness has its own inertia, and domesticity has its own fires.

Love excels in its multiplicity. The real threat to love is not an open door, but a closed one.

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