Are not all lifelong frienships born at the moment when at last you meet another human being who has some inkling of that something you were born desiring, and which, beneath the flux of other desires and in all the momentary silences between the louder passions, night and day, year by year, from childhood to old age, you are looking for, watching for, listening for? C. S. Lewis in
The Problem of Pain
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