I wanted so badly to tell him, but something about that entire night seemed so beautiful, so bizarre, that I didn't trust it with my secrets.

I shake my head, watching snow tumble and swirl from an all-white sky. The world seems so clean if you only look up

‎I have always been fascinated by the ocean, to dip a limb beneath its surface and know that I'm touching eternity, that it goes on forever until it begins here again.

There is no choice for him but to believe. He has nothing left to give in offering.

I should not have loved my daughter as I did. Not in this world in which nothing lives for long. You children are flies. You are roses. You multiply and die.

I lost everyone I loved," I tell him. I wait for him to look at me, and then I add, "The day I met you.

It's never right to give up on someone.