There is a Russian saying: “Love is a toothache of the heart.” (Articles pending.)
I propose a new saying: “Love is New York traffic of the heart.”
Having experienced both today (the toothache and the traffic), I definitely think my version is much more fitting. (The saying assumes that love always leads to a broken heart. It’s a Russian saying, after all.)
13 comments:
Are toothaches and traffic constants or variables?
Good question.
There are two answers one could give. One based on what one would hope. The other based on the sample.
I'm open for both.
Can one be cynical and naive at the same time? Or is it realistic and optimistic?
Yes and yes.
I guess it’s naive to think you know anything about such things based on a small sample.
I guess it’s cynical to assume that your small sample can be used as a rule for life.
You're saying this about yourself?
Isn’t everything we say about the world to some degree about ourselves?
All right then, I'll go with door number one.
To answer your question, The fact that there will always be sometimes traffic is a constant.
But I think traffic itself is a variable. It varies from person to person and from city to city. In some cities, if you’re smart, you can avoid traffic almost every day, unless you make a serious mistake (which happens). In other cities, it seems, whichever way you turn, there is always traffic; nothing you do makes any difference, and driving is a cruel and unusual punishment. And then one has to ask: is it worth it?
So you're saying that sometimes love is ok, and sometimes it's miserable?
You’re right, it’s an unusually cheerful outlook on life for a Russian...
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