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There is no worse sorrow than remembering happiness in the day of sorrow.
— Alfred de Musset
writer, poet, playwright, novelist, librarian, chess composer
1810 – 1857
There is no worse sorrow than remembering happiness in the day of sorrow.
As all the perfumes of the vanished dayOld love is born anew.
Great artists have no country.
One must not trifle with love.
