We have no heart at seventeen. We think we do; we think....

“ We have no heart at seventeen. We think we do; we think we have been cursed with a holy, bloated thing that twitches at the name we adore, but it is not a heart because though it will forfeit anything in the world-the mind, the body, the future, even the last lonely hour it has-it will not sacrifice itself. ”

Andrew Sean Greer

From : The Confessions of Max Tivoli