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هیوادارم چێژ ببینیت نوسەرێکی باش و بەتوانایە دڵنیام چیرۆکی دڵخوازت دەدۆزیتەوە لە نیو چیرۆکەکانی وە تکایە وەک پشتگیریەک ڤۆت و فۆڵۆ لە بیرمەکە
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To love something . . truly; honestly; in a way that is not self serving to your own needs, your own wants and desires you must first appreciate it. You must appreciate it in its own right, as it exists, separate to yourself.
You must appreciate each of its unique individual aspects . . not just the ones that enrich your own life and best serve you.
But in order to fully appreciate something, you must first know it. You must know its many facets, its good and bad; its ins and outs; the intricate workings of its every cog and wheel.
She does not appreciate what she has because she does not know what she has.
But I did. And I loved him. Truly I did.
‐ Ranata Suzuki.
Vesper Lynd: You're not going to let me in there, are you? You've got your armour back on. That's that.
James Bond: I have no armour left. You've stripped it from me. Whatever is left of me - whatever is left of me - whatever I am - I'm yours.