He tricked himself into thinking that she would look into his eyes and remember, that love would conquer all.

I'm afraid of time... I mean, I'm afraid of not having enough time. Not enough time to understand people, how they really are, or to be understood myself. I'm afraid of the quick judgements or mistakes everybody makes. You can't fix them without time. I'm afraid of seeing snapshots, not movies.

Hey," he said. "It's someday." He said the last word in Greek.

It’s natural to overlook and even sacrifice the things that belong to us most easily most gracefully. So here’s me asking you to please not make that mistake.

Every life I start with her, my original sin. I know myself through her.

She wanted him to see all of her and also none of her. She wanted him to be dazzled by the bits and blinded by the whole. She wanted him to see her whole and not in pieces. She had hopes that were hard to satisfy.

She kept walking. The very small, brave part of her brain knew that this would be her one chance. If she turned around, she would lose it.