“There go the Spicer Willcoxes, Mamma!” a daughter exclaims to her mother. “I’m told they are dying to know us. Hadn’t we better call?”
“Certainly not, dear,” replies the mother. “If they’re dying to know us, they’re not worth knowing. The only people worth our knowing are the people who don’t want to know us!”
from Satus Anxiety by Alain de Botton
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