"This man I have loved, off an on, is leaving tomorrow, and, as usual, I don’t know when or whether I’ll see him again. The men in my life are always like the countries I visit: I fall in love briefly, and then move on. I visit, regard the wonders, delve into the history, taste the cooking, peer into dark corners, feel a few moments of excitement and maybe ecstasy and bliss, and then, while I am often sad to leave — or stung that no one insisted I stay — I am on my way."
— Laura Fraser in her memoir All Over the Map
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