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We'd been apart so long--I'd been dead so long," she said in English. "I thought surely you'd built a new life, with no room in it for me. I'd hoped that." "My life is nothing but room for you." I said. "It could never be filled by anyone but you.

Kurt Vonnegut (2009). “Mother Night: A Novel”, p.80, Dial Press
We'd been apart so long--I'd been dead so long, she said in English. I thought surely you'd built a new life, with no room in it for me. I'd hoped that. My life is nothing but room for you. I said. It could never be