"People trample over flowers, yet only to embrace a cactus."
"I did not know whether I would ever speak to her or not or, if I spoke to her, how I could tell her of my confused adoration. But my body was like a harp and her words and gestures were like fingers running upon the wires."
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Source: James Joyce (2015). “Dubliners”, p.22, Booklassic
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