He loved her, both for her fault and her redemption of it, more than he had ever thought that he could love… — Eleanor Farjeon
He loved her, both for her fault and her redemption of it, more than he had ever thought that he could love her; for he had believed that in their kiss love had reached its uttermost. But love has no uttermost, as the stars have no number and the sea no rest.
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