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For in this worldof ours where everything withers, everything perishes, there is a thing that decays, that crumbles into dust even more completely, leaving behind, still fewer traces of itself, than beauty: namely, grief.
Marcel Proust
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Nationality:
French
Born:
July 10, 1871
Died:
November 18, 1922