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“But I talk to you as I talk to my own soul,” he said, turning me to face him. He reached up and cupped my cheek, fingers light on my temple. “And, Sassenach,” he whispered, “your face is my heart.”
it isna so easy for a man to weep for the things he doesna ken.”
You cannot save the world, but you might save the man in front of you, if you work fast enough.