Evelyn In. Brideshead revisited (№ 130752)

... you can sympathize with each other, vchuzhe interested in even how was our life, and regret that fate threw us, knowing that if only one morning to pick up the phone, and your voice will sound at the head of another, as if opening the door and entering with the sun and orange juice, and yet, never do this step, obeying the centripetal force of our individual worlds and the cold space between us.