"She was so beautiful, like someone who you will never meet, but always dream of meeting, like someone who is too good for you."

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When you and I met, the meeting was over very shortly, it was nothing. Now it is growing something as we remember it, what will it be when I remember it as I lie down to die, what it makes in me all my days till then - that is the real meeting. The other is only the beginning of it. You say you have poets in your world. Do they not teach you this?

— C. S. Lewis