维护内心世界的小秩序

“It’s a way to control the chaos. Life is messy. It doesn’t make any goddamn sense. Life’s just random. Everything is random. There’s nothing we can do to control anything. But when you complete a puzzle, when you finish it, you know that you have made all the right choices. No matter how many wrong pieces you tried to fit into a wrong place, but at the very end, everything makes one perfect picture. What other persuits can give you that kind of perfection? Faith? Ambition? Wealth? Love? No. Not even love can do that, Marta. Not completely.”

How ironic, a white woman sits with an Indian man, and she is the one not used to serving by others, Indian man is the rich and calm man, how ironic.