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It's the great mystery of human life that old grief passes gradually into quiet tender joy. The mild serenity of age takes the place of the riotous blood of youth.
― Fyodor Dostoevsky, The Brothers Karamazov, (1880)
Image: Oskar Zwintscher – Grief, (1898) New Masters Gallery (Galerie Neue Meister), Dresden