I care," he said in a trembling voice. "I care so much that I do not know how to tell you without it seeming inconsequential compared to how I feel. Even if I am distant at times and seem as if I do not want to be with you, it is only because this scares me, too.

The afterlife is whatever a soul wishes or believes it to be.

Sometimes we misjudge what is possible and what is not.

It's frightening how much things change in seventy-one years.

Finally he closed the distance between us and kissed me - a sweet, gentle kiss that held within it every single one of the thousand days I'd loved him as my everything, long after I'd begun to love him as a friend.

It hurts being the one who loves more

It takes loneliness in oneself to recognize it in another.