“No reflection was o be allowed now,not one glance was to be cast back,not even one forward.Not one thought was to given to either to the past or the future.The first was a page so heavenly sweet,so deadly sad,that to read one line of it would dissolve my energy.That was an awful blank, something like then world when the deluge was gone by
Charlotte Brontë
(JANE EYER)

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