We are not the same persons this year as last; nor are those we love. It is a happy chance if we, changing, continue to love a changed person.
Author: W. Somerset Maugham
We are not the same persons this year as last; nor are those we love. It is a happy chance if we, changing, continue to love a changed person.
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