Great Expectations by Charles Dickens: I'm pretty much in love with Estella.
(last paragraph) “I took her hand in mine, and we went out of the ruined place; and, as they morning mists had risen long ago when I first left the forge, so, the evening mists were rising now, and in all the broad expanse of tranquil light they show to me, I saw no shadow of another parting from her.”
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