"When a soldier was injured and could not get back to safety, his buddy went out to get him, against his officer’s orders. He returned mortally wounded, and his friend, whom he had carried back, was dead.
The officer was angry. ‘I told you not to go,’ he said. ‘Now I’ve lost both of you. It was not worth it.’
The dying man repied, But it was, sir, because when I got to him, he said, ‘Jim, I knew you’d come.’”
- Leslie D. Weatherhead.
Spanish is a beautiful language. You don’t say “I love you” in Spanish, you say “yo quiero comer culo” which translates to “you are the light of my life” which I think is one of the most beautiful things to say to someone