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" Already I was imagining how we would get married, make love, and live happily ever after in a home of our own. I couldn't take my mind off the time I'd seen her in the doorway: her quick gestures, her little hands, her tall frame, the curve of her lips, and her tender, sorrowful expression - and, most of all, the teasing look that had crossed her face as she laughed. Such dreams blossomed all over my mind like wildflowers.
Sometimes I pictured us reading a book together, before at last kissing and making love. According to my father, the greatest happiness in life was to marry the girl you'd spent your youth reading books with in the passionate pursuit of a shared ideal. "
― Orhan Pamuk , Kırmızı Saçlı Kadın