"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."
"If I dropped a tear upon your hand, may it wither it up! If I spoke a gentle word in your hearing, may it deafen you! If I touched you with my lips, may the touch be poison to you! A curse upon this roof that gave me shelter! Sorrow and shame upon your head! Ruin upon all belonging to you!"
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Source: Charles Dickens (2016). “Dombey and Son”, p.488, Xist Publishing
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