Love seems the swiftest, but it is the slowest of all growths. No man or woman really knows what perfect love is until they have been married a quarter of a century.
Mark TwainAbout author
- Author's profession: Author, Writer
- Nationality: american
- Born: November 30, 1835
- Died: April 21, 1910
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