"And no book, and possibly no painting, when it is finished, is ever exactly like the first dream of it."

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I think of all the choices I never knew. And those I let be made for me - to please, from fear, for love. Where did they disappear to, those choices that I never made? They are all part of who I am. They are the legacy I leave behind, they are the finished portrait of myself I cannot change.

— Liv Ullmann