He knew what it was then that Liz had given him; the thing that he would have to go back and find if ever he got home to England: it was the caring about little things-the faith in ordinary life; the simplicity that made you break up a bit of bread into a paper bag, walk down to the beach, and throw it to the gulls. It was this respect for triviality which he had never been allowed to possess; whether it was bread for the seagulls or love, whatever it was he would go back and find it; he would make Liz find it for him."
( John le Carré )
[ The Spy Who Came in from the ]
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