An Englishman thinks a hundred miles is a long way; and American thinks a hundred years is a long time
Diana GabaldonDo you know,' he said again softly, addressing his hands, 'what it is to love someone, and never - never! - be able to give them peace, or joy, or happiness?' He looked up then, eyes filled with pain. 'To know that you cannot give them happiness, not through any fault of yours or theirs, but only because you were not born the right person for them?
Diana Gabaldon