I only just found you, I can't lose you now

How far can a person go... and still live with himself.

Memories aren't stored in the heart or the head or even the soul, if you ask me, but in the spaces between any given two people.

Knowledge was power, but a good librarian did not hoard the gift. She taught others how to find, where to look, how to see.

I don't know what it is about death that makes it so hard. I suppose it's the one-sided communication; the fact that we never get to ask our loved one if she suffered, if she is happy wherever she is now...if she is somewhere. It's the question mark that comes with death that we can't face, not the period.

People in the real world would kill for a happily ever after, and you're willing to just throw it away ?" I look away from her. "It's hardly a happily ever after when you wind up right at the beginning.

You live and let live, eventually that becomes enough.