"Instead, I squirrelled away the small things, so that in the lean days ahead, glimmers from the past might bring back the warmth.
I began, reluctantly, to steal from the present to pay off debts I knew I'd incur in the future.
This, I knew, was as much a crime as closing the shutters on sunny afternoons. But I also knew that in Mafalda's superstitious world, anticipating the worst was a sure way of preventing it from happening."
André Aciman
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