He always loved her because of, not in sprite of, her flaws.

It just makes me wonder what subject you blame for talking to me every night.' I'm still settling on an answer for that one. Probably Chemistry. Jesus Christ. I can't believe I just wrote that.

He always loved her because of, not in sprite of, her flaws.

When you say too much about anything important, it always ends up sounding more trivial than it is. Words trash it.

A relationship ends because you've outgrown it. It can begin again because you, as two, can fill the new shape.

Humans find meaningfulness where none exists because we want to create a sense of order in this chaotic universe. It's called apophenia. (And it's also the reason people believe in God.)

Love may have the longest arms, but it can still fall short of an embrace.