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Originally Posted by clavus
The hunt? Screw that! I was terrible at it. I was always amazed when I actually ended up with a girl. I'd think to myself, "How the Hell did this happen?" Then about ten years ago I married a woman that was SO far out of my league. So why would I want to go around chasing someone who is second rate?
Seriously, at least once a week I look at my wife and think "Wow. I get to sleep with THAT?! What the Hell did I do right? There's no way I should be able to hook up with her, and yet, here I am..."
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 you're a laugh. Your wife must really LOVE you 
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Whether we write or speak or do but look
We are ever unapparent. What we are
Cannot be transfused into word or book.
Our soul from us is infinitely far.
However much we give our thoughts the will
To be our soul and gesture it abroad,
Our hearts are incommunicable still.
In what we show ourselves we are ignored.
The abyss from soul to soul cannot be bridged
By any skill of thought or trick of seeming.
Unto our very selves we are abridged
When we would utter to our thought our being.
We are our dreams of ourselves, souls by gleams,
And each to each other dreams of others' dreams.
Fernando Pessoa, 1918
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