She wants to know if I love her, that's all anyone wants from anyone else, not love itself but the knowledge that love is there, like new batteries in the flashlight in the emergency kit in the hall closet.

She brushed her eyelashes against his chest.

We shared the smile of recognizing ourselves in each other.

What if I never stop inventing?

Our love was the affliction for which only our love was the cure.

From the movie "Everything is Illuminated" based on a book by Jonathan Safran Foer: I have reflected many times upon our rigid search. It has shown me that everything is illuminated in the light of the past. It is always along the side of us, on the inside, looking out. Like you say, inside out. Jonathan, in this way, I will always be along the side of your life. And you will always be along the side of mine.

I want to talk about God in a literary way. But I think I would have a very hard time praying to God.