Being loved and admired by a man like that-and she knew that this man, this mechanic, this fixer of machines with their broken hearts, did indeed love and admire her-was like walking in the sunshine; it gave the same feeling of warmth and pleasure to bask in the love of one who has promised it, publicly at a wedding ceremony, and who is constant in his promise that such love will be given for the rest of his days. What more could any woman ask? None of us, she thought, not one single one of us, could ask for anything more than that.
by Alexander McCall Smith
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The quote expresses the profound joy of being loved and admired by a significant other, specifically a man who demonstrates care and commitment. The comparison of this love to sunshine highlights its warmth and the happiness it brings. The woman feels cherished by this mechanic, who represents a steadfast promise of love made during their wedding. Such devotion is depicted as the ultimate fulfillment of a woman's desires, signifying deep emotional connection and security.

In reflecting on this love, the woman acknowledges that no one could wish for anything beyond such devotion and appreciation. It underscores the simplicity yet depth of longing for a reliable partner who consistently offers affection and support. The assurance that this love will endure throughout life reinforces its value, making it clear that such lasting relationships are treasure for anyone aspiring to meaningful companionship.

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