We can never understand. We can only try, fumbling our way through the tunneled places, reaching for light.

A string of bright white buildinh, glistening like teeth over the slurping mouth of the ocean.

Love obeys no laws other than its own.

"And I love you too." His fingers skate the edge of my jaw, dance briefly over my lips. "You should know that. You have to know that."

Maybe you can afford to wait. Maybe for you there's a tomorrow. Maybe for you there's one thousand tomorrows, or three thousand, or ten, so much time you can bathe in it, roll around it, let it slide like coins through you fingers. So much time you can waste it. But for some of us there's only today. And the truth is, you never really know.

We’ll go.” Her voice is surprisingly deep and forceful. Set in her sunken, shipwreck face, her eyes burn like two smoldering coals. “We’ll fight.

Time jumps. It leaps. It pours away like water through fingers.