Paris

“what I did not know - I was a young man - is that there are two kinds of love. The kind that starts off big and slowly wears away, that seems you can never use it up and then one day is finished. And the kind that you don't notice at first, but which adds a little bit to itself every day, like an oyster makes a pearl, grain by grain, a jewel from the sand.”
― Monica Ali, Brick Lane

“Believe in a love that is being stored up for you like an inheritance, and have faith that in this love there is a strength and a blessing so large that you can travel as far as you wish without having to step outside it.”
― Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet

“If the government wants to hide somebody, there’s probably no place more isolated than my reservation, which is located approximately one million miles north of Important and two billion miles west of Happy.”
― Sherman Alexie, The Absolutely True Diary of a Part-Time Indian

“You can’t help who you love, Unci,” she had protested.
“Yes you can. You love yourself, you love your family, and you don’t let your feelings run around and jump into someone else’s hand. “ Mercury made a fist. “You grab on to your own life and push it around where you want it to go.”
― Power, Susan