Love reckons hours for months, and days for years; and every little absence is an age. – John Dryden
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For present joys are more to flesh and blood than a dull prospect of a distant good. – John Dryden
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Only man clogs his happiness with care, destroying what is with thoughts of what may be. – John Dryden
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