In this we agree, Tiarnan--Father Burke: As a culture, we've lost our reticence. What a beautiful thing--holding back the whole of it. That is not to say that truth should remain unsaid but more to observe that we've all been in such a hurry to reveal ourselves that we don't permit truth to sink into our souls. We act on impulse--on feeling--without taking the time to anchor sentiment.
I do not believe people lie when they profess their love or disgust, but these are such delicate feelings. They deserve proper care and tending. Waiting for that first kiss--that first sign or first sight of someone after sex--well, fine. [Laughs.] I won't talk to a priest about sex.
It is not a missed opportunity to remain silent if what you have to say doesn't need to be said. When did we stop trusting other people to understand the power in a touch--a glance. [Laughs] I see your look, now. You think I'm getting romantic in my old age. Maybe I am.
But how beautiful, to be in an old love story where the man respects the woman--where just touching fingertips is thrilling and that first kiss--that first kiss is magic. Real magic, Tiarnan. Reticence, in its smallest doses, creates magic. It permits imagination.
Still it remains: You are my very good friend. This may sound pejorative, but I'm sure you know it's not. What does it mean--to have a very good friend? It's a bit cheap to call someone a best friend. Friends become best by circumstance or situation. That is not what you are to me. You are more than the moments we come together or drift apart. You are more.
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What a beautiful sentiment.