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Du snakker til den, snakker og snakker. Og steinen hører på deg, suger opp alle dine ord, alle dine hemmeligheter, helt til den en vakker dag eksploderer. Den faller i grus... og den dagen blir du befridd for all din lidelse og all din sorg....

The woman breathes out. The man breathes in.

The moment you possess a woman, you become monsters.

What I'm saying, what I'm doing, is dictated by the voice from on high, is guided by that voice. And the voice coming out of my throat is a voice buried for thousands of years.

'How strange this all is! I've never felt as close to you as I do right now. We've been married ten years. Ten years! And it's only these last three weeks that I'm finally sharing something with you.' Her hand strokes the man's hair. 'I can touch you... You never let me touch you, never!' She moves towards the man's mouth. 'I have never kissed you.' She kisses him. 'The first time I went to kiss you on the lips, you pushed me away. I wanted it to be like in those Indian films.

Tanten min har rett når hun sier at de som ikke er i stand til å elske, de kriger.