that is what is wrong with cold people. not that they have ice in their souls—we all have a bit of that—but that they insist their every word and deed mirror that ice. they never learn the beauty or value of gesture. the emotional necessity. for them, it is all honesty before kindness, truth before art. love is art, not truth. it’s like painting scenery.
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