Nothing s o l o v e l y has ever been c r e a t e d . He l o v e s h e r as
he h a s never loved b e f o r e , never could l o v e any o t h e r
being. H i s former ambitions seem as nothing now; p a l t r y ,
commonplace, unworthy of him. H e i s a changed man, and
t h i s change i s t h e proof t h a t t h a t o l d a r t i f i c i a l l i f e
never was and c o u l d n o t be t h e real one, i n harmony w i t h
h i s t r u e n a t u r e .
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