It's not enough to be numbered with the grains of sand on the beach and the stars in the sky.

Make me into anything, but just love me.

If it comes down to a choice between being unloved and being vulnerable and sensitive and emotional, then you can just keep your love.

Schools of science and physics replacing each other at a faster and faster rate. Just the nature of our world is constant revision, constant...negation of previous beliefs, and so...the whole world is a twist ending. Every week is a twist ending.

At some point, your memories, your stories, your adventures, will be the only things you'll have left.

Pretty much always. We need to tell the story of our life to someone.

How folks lay claim to a loved one is they give you a name of their own. They figure to label you as their property.