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He looked at her as a man might look at a faded flower he had plucked, in which it was difficult for him to trace the beauty that had made him pick and so destroy it.
Leo Tolstoy-Anna Karenina
He knew she was there by the joy and fear that overwhelmed his heart.
Anna Karenina, Pt. I, ch. 9, Leo Tolstoy