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“Do you remember our sweet life
When we were so young, we two,
And had in our hearts no other desire
Than to be well dressed and be in love
When by adding your age to mine
We couldn't reach forty years between us
And, in our humble little home
Everything, even in winter, seemed spring?”
― Victor Hugo, Les Misérables

“A week of love, and gone again
Such happiness so quickly over.
Eight days of bliss are worth the pain,
But hours of love should last forever,
Should last forever, last forever.”
― Victor Hugo, Les Miserables

“I was a beggar, and you charitable
I face fleeting kisses to your cool round arms
Do you remember our countless joys
And all those shawls turned to rags?
O' from our shadow-filled hearts what sighs
Flew off into the limitless skies!”
― Victor Hugo, Les Misérables

“We cannot love or think except in fragments of time each of which goes off along its own trajectory and immediately disappears.”
― Italo Calvino, If on a Winter’s Night a Traveler