What a strange phrase — –not seeing other people. As if it’s been constructed to be a lie. We see other people all the time. The question is what we do about it.

placid, adj. Sometimes I love it when we just lie on our backs, gaze off, stay still.

That word again. Happy. It’s a curse. The pursuit of happiness makes us deeply unhappy. It’s a trap.Before anything else happened, there was me in bed, thinking of who you used to be. I don’t want you to think I forgot.

he is both the source of my happiness and the one i want to share it with.

Even if neither of us got what we wanted, we found freedom in the third choices.

There is no such thing as equality for some. Equality must be for all. That is what freedom is. That is what liberty is. No human being is born more or less important than any other. How can we allow ourselves to forget that? What simpler truth is there?

need is never a good basis for any relationship. it has to be much more than that.