I see you. I will be careful with the places that hurt.

We don't go to the ocean for anything as simple as happiness, do we? We go there to feel alive. Like life, the ocean holds chance and change, grief and terror and beauty. It promises mortality, not peace.

Guilt always makes the other feelings worse.

Who wants to feel everything everyone else feels all the time?

Regrets are the most useless form of guilt. They always arrive too late to do any good.

This was what she needed… the quiet turning to the other in the middle of the night, the wordless meeting of lips, skin, breath. The trust, unfurling one pale petal at a time, that he would be there.

He stared at the heart of his heart, the one woman in the world for him