human
What hopes we cherish, nourish in our hearts, he thought, as he went swiftly over the crushed-shell paths to the opening of the Passage.
gpt
Hopes never to be realised. Even as I married her, even as I vowed that never would I ask her for her love, nor demand any consideration for me as her husband, I still dreamed, still prayed that at last--some day--in the distant future--she might come to love me. If only a little. Only a little. And now! And now! And now! Ah, well! It must be borne!