"I cannot look down to this floor, but her features are not shaped on the flags! In every cloud, in every tree -filling the air at night and caught by glimpses in every object by day- I am surrounded by her image! The most ordinary faces of men and women -my own features mark me with a resemblance. The entire world is a dreadful collection of memoranda that she did exist, and that I have lost her!"
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