"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."
"She dotes on poetry, sir. She adores it; I may say that her whole soul and mind are wound up, and entwined with it. She has produced some delightful pieces, herself, sir. You may have met with her 'Ode to an Expiring Frog,' sir."
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Source: Charles Dickens (1838). “The Posthumous Papers of the Pickwick Club”, p.185
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