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“And I thought this face held all I meant of happiness… until I lost it, and the loss would burn in me slowly, like a cigarette-burn spreading, sloven-sure. Oh God, to think that for years I may go on like this, wanting to see that face, till the unholy time when all things blunt, and hurt or joy are no more, when all is as if it never had been…”

“I still remember upon her face that day the reflected sheen of water, light from sky into river and back into her face. Thus with my happiness; it came from her, through her achieved, made whole.”