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“Reva often spoke about 'settling down.' That sounded like death to me.

'I'd rather be alone than anybody's live-in prostitute,' I said to Reva.”
― Ottessa Moshfegh, My Year of Rest and Relaxation

“I may be someone who was always destined to spend my life wandering aimlessly. I can’t settle down. The cruel part is, I want to settle down and the world won’t let me. So what choice do I have but to become a fugitive?”
― Natsume Sōseki, Light and Darkness

“I'm not the settling-down type, I'm afraid. I think I'm cursed with a touch of Dating ADD.”
― Sherri Rifkin, Lovehampton

“Honestly, the word "settling" makes my blood boil. It's an absolute insult! It introduces the degeneration of the soul and totally undermines our sensuality. It also dilutes the whole notion of what it means to be in love, in my opinion.”
― Lebo Grand, Sensual Lifestyle

“the love for life, and not only the wish to remain alive”
― Erich Fromm, The Art of Loving

“If you want to be happy, settle amidst the trouble. But if you want to be better, fight with the trouble.”
― Sarvesh Jain, The Awakening Wisdom of Life: Probably the best Quotation Book in the world

“As I was doing this, I was also reading the book that Charlotte Clingstone had selected from Horace's library and left for me, Candide-- her cafe's namesake.

It was, unexpectedly, a screwball action comedy. The hapless main character, whose name was Candide, travelled with a band of companions from Europe to the New World and back. Along the way, characters were flogged, ship-wrecked, enslaved and nearly executed several times. There were earthquakes and tsunamis and missing body parts.

One of Candide's companions, Pangloss, whose name I recognized from the hundred-dollar adjective he inspired-- I'd never known the etymology-- insisted throughout that all their misfortunes were for the best, for they delivered the companions into situations that seemed, at first, pretty good. Until those situations, too, went to shit.

The story concluded on a small farm outside Istanbul, where Candide plunked a hoe into the dirt and declared his intention to retreat from adventure (and suffering) and simply tend his garden.

The way the author told it-- the book was written in 1959-- it was clear I was supposed to think Candide had finally discovered something important.”
― Robin Sloan, Sourdough

“As a child, I didn't have huge dreams, impressive ambitions, or fancy prayers. I was a simple girl who looked forward to having a family and settling down in a little white house and growing something...”
― Myquillyn Smith, The Nesting Place: It Doesn't Have to Be Perfect to Be Beautiful

“Bonne vent, jolie vent. (Good wind, nice wind, pretty wind.)”
― Joanne Harris, Chocolat