"A man is lucky if he is the first love of a woman. A woman is lucky if she is the last love of a man."
"All through it, I have known myself to be quite undeserving. And yet I have had the weakness, and have still the weakness, to wish you to know with what a sudden mastery you kindled me, heap of ashes that I am, into fire- a fire, however, inseparable in its nature from myself, quickening nothing, lighting nothing, doing no service, idly burning away."
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Source: Charles Dickens (2005). “A Tale of Two Cities - Literary Touchstone Edition”, p.143, Prestwick House Inc
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