Why is it, some of the world’s most beautiful literature is borne of the most complete and utter heartbreak?

My very best writing to date, is because I was mending a heart, broken into a million pieces.

Why can my greatest writing be borne, not of my most joyous moments, but. only of my most grievous, heart-shattering experiences?

It’s a valid question.


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