Pleasure is the flower that passes;remembrance, the lasting perfume.
~Jean de Boufflers
The deep pain that is felt at the death of every friendly soul
arises from the feeling that there is in every individual
something which is inexpressible, peculiar to him alone,
and is, therefore, absolutely and irretrievably lost.
arises from the feeling that there is in every individual
something which is inexpressible, peculiar to him alone,
and is, therefore, absolutely and irretrievably lost.
~Arthur Schopenhauer
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