"When you love someone, you love the person as they are, and not as you'd like them to be."
"My life had come to a sudden stop. I was able to breathe, to eat, to drink, to sleep. I could not, indeed help doing so; but there was no real life in me."
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Source: Leo Tolstoy (2013). “The Death of Ivan Ilyich and Confession”, p.215, W. W. Norton & Company
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