Well.

But it was from the difference between us, not from the affinities and likenesses, but from the difference, that that love came: and it was itself the bridge, the only bridge, across what divided us.

My heart is a thousand years old. I am not like other people.

There is no great secret. You endure what is unbearable, and you bear it. That is all.

I think it’s time I let you go. And that’s so hard to do because a part of me will be in love with you for the rest of my life. But I can’t do it anymore.

[…] in March I’ll be rested, caught up and human.

You think I’ll be the dark sky so you can be the star? I’ll swallow you whole.

“Always go too far, because that’s where you’ll find the truth.”