The present grows within the boundaries of the past.

I suppose the key to a good life is to gently overlook the truth and hope that at any moment we can all be reborn.

Love requires imagination more than experience.

Love is also a violence, and cannot be undone.

Some studies show that we're physically attracted, like animal attraction, to people that have a different immune system to us. So even though I love cologne, it's probably keeping me from finding a good mate.

I want to feel it somehow happened like that because things happen for a reason. I want to believe this more than anything because if it were just an accident, then God must have died before he could finish the world.

We touched with a softness that pushed through the skin into memory, like arms plunged into a river - we could feel the weight of each other's stones.