The ground we stand on looks solid enough, but if something happens it can drop right out from under you.

Please think of me like an endangered species and just observe me quietly from far away. If you try to talk to me or touch me casually, I may get intimidated and bite you. So please be careful.

Does G get angry because it follows F in the alphabet? Does page 68 in a book start a revolution because it follows 67?

Of course it hurt that we could never love each other in a physical way. We would have been far more happy if we had. But that was like the tides, the change of seasons--something immutable, an immovable destiny we could never alter. No matter how cleverly we might shelter it, our delicate friendship wasn't going to last forever. We were bound to reach a dead end. That was painfully clear.

Understanding is but the sum of misunderstandings.

Beyond the window, some kind of small, black thing shot across the sky. A bird, possibly. Or it might have been someone's soul being blown to the far side of the world.

You are entering a phase of your life in which many different things will occur...bad things that seem good at first and good things that seem bad at first.