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Every generous illusion of youth leaves a wrinkle as it departs. Experience is the successive disenchanting of the things of life it is reason enriched with the heart's spoils.

Jean Antoine Petit-Senn

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Jean Antoine Petit-Senn
Born: 1792
Born: April 6
Poet
Life
Leaves
Departs
Illusion
Wrinkle
Youth
Spoils
Experience
Successive
Reason
Enriched
Heart
Wrinkles
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Spoil
Things
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