"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."
"His gaze wandered from the windows to the stars, as if he would have read in them something that was hidden from him. Many of us would, if we could; but none of us so much as know our letters in the stars yet - or seem likely to do it, in this state of existence - and few languages can be read until their alphabets are mastered."
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Source: Charles Dickens (1871). “The Mystery of Edwin Drood and Other Pieces”, p.114
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