The unqualified truth is, that when I loved Estella with the love of a man, I loved her simply because I found her irresistible. Once for all; I knew to my sorrow, often and often,...
—Charles Dickens
I never had one hour’s happiness in her society, and yet my mind all round the four-and-twenty hours was harping on the happiness of having her with me unto death.
In a word, it was impossible for me to separate her, in the past or in the present, from the innermost life of my life.
So, I must be taken as I have been made. The success is not mine, the failure is not mine, but the two together make me.
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