We imagined we knew everything the other thought, even when we did not necessarily want to know it, but in fact, I have come to see, we knew not the smallest fraction of what there was to know.
Are you grieving?
Is it the blight man was born for?
It is the blight man was born for.
We are not idealized wild things.
We are imperfect mortal beings, aware of the mortality even as we push it away, failed by our very complication, so wired that when we mourn our losses, we also mourn, for better or for worse, ourselves.
As we were.
As we are no longer.
As we will one day not be at all.
- Joan Didion, THE YEAR OF MAGICAL THINKING
Actress Audrey Hepburn (1929-1993)