Flutters of pulse, a caress of this kind, there was no comparison.

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Flutters of pulse, a caress of this kind, there was no comparison.
The kind of stuff we have is a once-in-a-lifetime love.
A kind life is generosity, and belief in the human obligation to try a little more.
What a life! There are still kind people in this world - together, we deserve to have it all.
It will do me good to write among kind-hearted people.
Turning to take a last glance, he's young and kind and naturally, I can't fancy him, I thought, surveying my companion.