I know she is crying. Her tears fall on the wrong side, into the bottomless well inside her.

How can one find the first moment of love? When, in what instant, does the night's dark sky become blue?

An instant can crush a brain and change the course of life, the course of history.

I know she is crying. Her tears fall on the wrong side, into the bottomless well inside her.

love is what we are about, my darling," she says. "Not even in death has our love faded, for I live in your veins.

Amal,I believe that most Americans do not love as we do. It is not for any inherent deficiency or superiority in them. They live in the safe, shallow, parts that rarely push human emotions into the depths where we dwell.

Always" is a good word to believe in.