"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."
"The great grindstone, Earth, had turned when Mr. Lorry looked out again, and the sun was red on the courtyard. But, the lesser grindstone stood alone there in the calm morning air, with red upon it that the sun had never give, and would never take away."
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Source: Charles Dickens (2004). “The Shorter Novels of Charles Dickens”, p.837, Wordsworth Editions
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