“'How wonderful to be alive,' he thought. 'But why does it always hurt?'”
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“I love you wildly, insanely, infinitely.”
“I don’t think I could love you so much if you had nothing to complain of and nothing to…”
“How wonderful to be alive, he thought. But why does it always hurt?”
“I love you wildly, insanely, infinitely.”