Somebody, your father or mine, should have told us that not many people have ever died of love. But multitudes have perished, and are perishing every hour – and in the oddest places! – for the lack of it.
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İnsanlar ne yazık ki demirleme noktalarını, sevgililerini ve arkadaşlarını icat edemiyorlar, anne babalarını da icat edemiyorlar. Hayat bunları verir ve alır da ve en büyük zorluk hayata evet demektir.
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Why, you will go home and then you will find that home is not home anymore. Then you will really be in trouble. As long as you stay here, you can always think: One day I will go home.