I put my hand on the doorknob because I thought maybe her hand was on the doorknob on the other side.
Jonathan Safran FoerWe were trying to make our lives easier, trying, with all our rules, to make life effortless. But a friction began to arise between Nothing and Something, in the morning the Nothing vase cast a Something shadow, like the memory of someone you've lost, what can you say about that, at night the Nothing light spilled from the guest room spilled under the Nothing door and stained the Something hallway, there's nothing to say.
Jonathan Safran Foer