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“That instant proved to me that it was not the first, almost unemotional, sighting of a potential lover that was significant, but the second, the moment not of recognition but of confirmation, so that every other consideration is irrelevant, as if it might have mattered at some point in the past but no longer had any currency in the charged wordless exchange that seals the matter for ever, regardless of the dangers thus incurred and whatever the cost.”

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Book:The Rules of Engagement
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The Rules of Engagement

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Anita Brookner
Anita Brookner

Anita Brookner was a renowned British novelist known for her delicate emotional descriptions and profound psychological insights. Her works often focus on the lives of middle-class women, exploring themes of love, marriage, and interpersonal relationships. Born on July 16, 1928, she passed away on March 10, 2016. more

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