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Suffering is the decay of the heart

“‘I have been loved,’ she said, ‘by something strange, and it has forgotten me.’”

“How much of our life do we put into a life that we may be dammed? Then she was back stumbling through the house again, listening for a footstep in the court, for a way to leave and not to go, trying to absorb, with the intensity of her ear, any sound that would have made me suspicious, yet hoping I would break my heart in safety; she need that assurance. Matthew, was it a sin that I believed her?”

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“Don’t you know your holding on is her only happiness and so her sole misery.”

AHHHHH