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I ought not to fear to survive my own people so long as there are men in the world; for there are always some whom one can love. But the power of love itself weakens and gradually becomes lost with age, like all the other energies of man.
 Anatole FranceThe Crime of Sylvestre Bonnard (1881). copy citation

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