A Good Year

There's something you should know about me. I'm very choosy. I'm also very suspicious; very irrational, and I have a very short temper. I'm also extremely jealous and slow to forgive. Just so you know.

— So, what is it to be?
— How's the soup?
— The soup is finished.
— Like my job... The fish?
— We've run out.
— That's like me with excuses.
— Don't waste my time. Choose something we have.
— I would like a lifetime spent with an irrational and suspicious goddess, some short-tempered jealousy on the side, and a bottle of wine that tastes like you, a glass that's never empty.

— This place does not suit my life.
— No, it's your life that does not suit this place.

A man learns nothing from winning. The act of losing, however, can elicit great wisdom. Not least of which is, how much more enjoyable it is to win. It's inevitable to lose now and again. The trick is not to make a habit of it.