“To fear love is to fear life, and those who fear life are already three parts dead.”
Bertrand Russell (1872–1970) logician, one of the first analytic philosophers and political activist
1920s, Marriage and Morals (1929)
“If life is boring, I fear that there is a next life. If life is fun, the current life is already satisfactory.”
— Bing Xin
Bygone 往事 (1922)
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