"The Eskimo has fifty-names for snow because it is important to them there ought to be as many for love.

Falling in love... how could he have made such light of it? Sneered even. As if it was trivial for us, a frill, a whim. It was, on the contrary, heavy going. It was the central thing, the way you understood yourself.
Falling in love... how could he have made such light of it? Sneered even. As if it was trivial for u...
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