Grandmother

Bertrand Russell writes about his grandmother:

"It was obvious from her conversation that she never came anywhere near to knowing what it feels like to be in love... she lamented that so much poetry should be concerned with so trivial a subject as love. But she made my grandfather a devoted wife, and never, so far as i have been able to discover, failed to perform what her very exacting standards represented as her duty."

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Abdullah Shahid said…
That is exactly what makes the world more beautiful: differences of opinion. A garden looks more beautiful when there are flowers of different colours in it instead of just one coloured flowers!