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| To love is to be silent almost all the time and have warm hands. To love is not to guard, but to always look another way in the right moments. Don’t talk about ecstasy when you mean love. They live in different places and seldom meet. Rather talk about walking by foot through ten thousand every-days and never stop being the right one. To love is to lighten a candle and dry tears night and day. | ||
| - Alf A. Sæter. – to English; AriZonaMoon | ||