All changes, even the most longed for, have their melancholy. For what we leave behind us is a part of ourselves. We must die to one life before we can enter another.
Anatole FranceFrench author, poet 16 April 1844 — 12 October 1924 |
The Crime of Sylvestre BonnardPage 241 |
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