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Don’t build homes out of people because when they leave, even the strongest brick house will crumble in the wispy winds of life. What then?
” All hopes of eternity and all gain from the past he would have given to have her there, to be wrapped warm with him in one blanket, and sleep, only sleep. It seemed the sleep with the woman in his arms was the only necessity. ” – Lady Chatterley’s Lover, D.H. Lawrence