Weekly Ferocity: August 28, 2021

One cannot write a definition of mediocrity that excludes oneself.  Limerent obsession has the virtue of teaching you both the apogee and the nadir of passion.  
Love is not enough to compensate for human sadness. If you have been loved perhaps you disagree. If you have ever seen a person folded between a dark wall and a cold sidewalk hand extended, you will almost certainly at least have considered your own happiness as insufficient compensation. The idea of love does not require the idea of fate for its existence. 

Sharp food for thought from Simon Constam. Subscribe to his Daily Ferocity by email at simon.constam@gmail.com or go to @DailyFerocity on Instagram. All original aphorisms.

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