"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."
"Dombey sat in the corner of the darkened room in the great arm-chair by the bedside, and Son lay tucked up warm in a little basket bedstead, carefully disposed on a low settee immediately in front of the fire and close to it, as if his constitution were analogous to that of a muffin, and it was essential to toast him brown while he was very new."
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Source: Charles Dickens (2016). “Dombey and Son”, p.5, Xist Publishing
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