I was happy but “happy” is an adult word. You don’t have to ask a child about , you see it. They are or they are not. Adults talk about being happy because largely they are not. Talking about it is the same as trying to catch the wind. Much easier to let it blow all over you. This is where I disagree with the philosophers. They talk about passionate things but there is no passion in them. Never talk with a philosopher.

Jeanette Winterson

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