"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."
"It was the beginning of a day in June; the deep blue sky unsullied by a cloud, and teeming with brilliant light. The streets were, as yet, nearly free from passengers, the houses and shops were closed, and the healthy air of morning fell like breath from angels, on the sleeping town."
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Source: Charles Dickens (1863). “The Old Curiosity Shop”, p.102
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