Yet the world is the same as it always was. It is merely that you see it with new eyes.

And might I live long enough to see the world yet again as a place completely different, through eyes that see another truth not yet revealed?

Yes, Jenna, I love you with all my heart. And with my atoms and molecules and electrons and whatever further breakdown you require.

I realized a long time ago, with a certain amazement, that no mattter how important something is in your life, no matter how huge it is, how much space it takes up in your heart and in your thoughts, unless you mention it to other people, they have no idea it exists.

Your wedding completely changes the direction of your life, you know, no matter how greatly you desire it. I think that moment of doubt and faintness comes from all those imagined and now impossible futures all pressing in on you at once. It is your last chance to experience them, you see, and they all want to be lived at that moment.

She shouldn't leave you. Or you shouldn't leave her. I haven't worked it out yet. But you shouldn't be apart.

I am who I am, born that way, and will die that way.