“You know, I used to live like Robinson Crusoe - I mean, shipwrecked among eight million people. And then one day I saw a footprint in the sand, and there you were.”
The Apartment (1960)
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Let him grow taller, she asked the gods. Let him know sixteen, and twenty, and fifty. Let him grow as tall as his father, and hold his own son in his arms. Please, please, please. As she watched him, this tall young man with the new beard and the direwolf prowling at his heels, all she could see was the babe they had laid at her breast at Riverrun, so long ago.

Amy: I got old, Rory, what did you think was going to happen?
Rory: I don’t care that you got old. I care that we didn’t grow old together.
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