After all, what is happiness? Love, they tell me. But love doesn’t bring and never has brought happiness. On the contrary, it’s a constant state of anxiety, a battlefield; it’s sleepless nights, asking ourselves all the time if we’re doing the right thing. Real love is composed of ecstasy and agony. — Paulo Coelho
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Literature is my Utopia. — Helen Keller
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Excited and honored to be a part of this august group. Together, we will make America the crypto capital of the world. 🇺🇸🚀
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