And I have by me, for my comfort, two strange white flowers—shrivelled now, and brown and flat and brittle—to witness that even when mind and strength had gone, gratitude and tenderness still lived on in the heart of man.


    — H. G. Wells, from The Time Machine (thanks, sszoboat)
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