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Love matches are made by people who are content, for a month of honey, to condemn themselves to a life of vinegar.
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Tears fell from my eyes--yes, weak and foolish as it now appears to me, I wept for my departed youth; and for that beauty of which the faithful mirror too plainly assured me, no remnant existed.
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