Kind of sadness

“There’s a kind of sadness that arises when you know too much, when you see the world as it really is.

It is sadness to understand that life is not a great adventure, but a series of small and insignificant moments, that love is not a fairy tale, but a fragile and fleeting emotion, that happiness is not a permanent state, but a rare and fleeting atisbo of something we can never hold on to.

And in that realization there is a deep loneliness.”