I always wish that you could marry everybody who wants to marry you.

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“some we know to be dead even though they walk among us; some are not yet born t…”

“Life is not a series of gig lamps symmetrically arranged; but a luminous halo, …”

“Up goes the rocket. Its golden grain falls, fertilising, upon the rich soil of …”