"Time flies over us, but leaves its shadow behind."
"In all her intercourse with society, however, there was nothing that made her feel as if she belonged to it... She stood apart from mortal interests, yet close beside them, like a ghost that revisits the familiar fireside, and can no longer make itself seen or felt."
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Source: Nathaniel Hawthorne (2010). “The Scarlet Letter”, p.71, Bibliolis Books
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