"How did it leave us--the old, safe, slow way people used to know of learning how one another feels, and the privilege that went with it of shying away if it seemed best? People in love like me, I suppose, give away the short cuts to everybody's secrets."
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Eudora Welty wrote this. From a short story titled "No Place For You, My Love".
I about fell out of chair when I read this.
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