Marshall

People are often in love with one another at different times, at the wrong times, at times that overlap but somehow manage to conflict. You’re with someone else, they’re with someone else, you’re still thinking of somebody else. Supposedly we remember incomplete actions more vividly than finished ones, which might help explain the sort of perverse pleasures associated with longing, regret, and melancholia. Look, I’m not in love with the tragedy of this thing.

—Mad Men (via jessicachu) (via joncrowley)