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The heart know its own bitterness but to keep it lock up all the time, that is hard.
I will be a different person when I live in England and different things will happen to me...
As for my confused impressions they will never be written. There are blanks in my mind that cannot be filled up.
She had left me thirsty and all my life would be thirst and longing for what I had lost before I found it.
"There is always the other side, always"
There are always two deaths, the real one and the one people know about.
She spoke hesitatingly as if she expected me to refuse, so it was easy to do so.