Most things, even the greatest movements on earth, have their beginnings in something small. An earthquake that shatters a city might begin with a tremble, a breath. Music begins with a vibration . . . And God created the whole universe from an atom no bigger than a thought.

That's my favorite thing about him. I like to lie next to him when it's late, dark, and so quiet I can hear my own heartbeat. It's times like that when I'm sure that I'm in love.

She liked that word: we. It sounded warm and open, like a hug.

I want to know." His words are a whisper, barely audible. "I want to know with you.

An eye for an eye." "And the whole world goes blind," Coral puts in quietly.

i think of all the thousands of billions of steps and missteps and chances and coincidences that have brought me here. Brought you here, and it feels like the biggest miracle in the world.

That's the way I feel, at least: like there's a real me and a reflection of me, and I have no way of telling which is which.