"‘I wish I could comfort all who suffer from the heart. Will you let me be
your friend, and will you come to me for comfort if you need it? You will
know, later on, why I speak.’ He saw that I was in earnest, and stooping,
took my hand, and raising it to his lips, kissed it. It seemed but poor comfort
to so brave and unselfish a soul, and impulsively I bent over and kissed him." Mina. GIRL. that is not ur man.
— 21 hours, 29 min ago
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