Such was that happy garden-state
While man there walked without a mate:
After a place so pure, and sweet,
What other help could yet be meet!
But 'twas beyond a mortal's share
To wander solitary there:
Two paradises 'twere in one
To live in paradise alone.
A stanza from Andrew Marvell's The Garden
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"This above all, to refuse to be a victim. Unless I can do that, I can do nothing." Margaret Atwood 'Surfacing'
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