"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."
"When death strikes down the innocent and young, for every fragile form from which he lets the panting spirit free, a hundred virtues rise, in shapes of mercy, charity, and love, to walk the world and bless it. Of every tear that sorrowing mortals shed on such green graves, some good is born, some gentler nature comes."
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Source: Charles Dickens (1858). “The Old Curiosity Shop: And Reprinted Pieces”, p.138
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