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But insofar as I was what, alas, I was, I had to say that I could be happier in my unhappiness without her than with her; she had moved me and I would have liked, more than liked, to have done everything for her.
But there was a divine protest, that is how I understood it. The wedding. I had to hide such a tremendous amount from her, had to base the whole thing upon something untrue.
I wrote to her and sent her back the ring.
Søren Kierkegaard, breaks off his engagement to his fiancée Regina, Journals, 1841
