The select natures who pant after the ideal, and find nothing in pantaloons or petticoats great enough to command their reverence and love, are curiously in unison with the narrowest and pettiest.

The things that Challenge You... Change You..
GooD MorninG HavE A NicE DaY.

I've watched through his eyes, I've listened through his ears, and I tell you he's the one.

After all, there’s no turning back the clock now. One can’t be forever dwelling on what might have been. One should realize one has as good as most, perhaps better, and be grateful.

Written By Kazuo Ishiguro

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