The most eloquent silence; that of two mouths meeting in a kiss.
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Every man for himself ( and the devil take the hindmost )
Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned,
The tragedy of life is not that it ends so soon, but that we wait so long to begin it. W. M. Lewis.
Be master of your habitsor they will master you.