Wednesday, August 5, 2020

Our greatest good fortune

But I believe without any doubt at all 
that our greatest good fortune 
was that even in the most extreme difficulties 
we might lose our patience 
but never our sense of humor.
        Gabriel García Márquez, Living to Tell the Tale




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