If you manage to reach out and make contact with a person, hold tight. You can’t wait
to love them until you know whether they’re the type of person you love. You
can’t ask yourself whether they deserve it. None of us deserves it. We are all
petulant and stupid and impossible in all our varied ways. If a person touches
you, none of that matters. You just grab their hand and love the hell out of them.
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