“What reconciles me to my own death more than anything else is the image of a place: a place where your bones and mine are buried, thrown, uncovered, together. They are strewn there pell-mell. One of your ribs leans against my skull. A metacarpal of my left hand lies inside your pelvis. (Against my broken ribs your breast like a flower.) The hundred bones of our feet are scattered like gravel. It is strange that this image of our proximity, concerning as it does mere phosphate of calcium, should bestow a sense of peace. Yet it does. With you I can imagine a place where to be phosphate of calcium is enough.”
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“It isn't possible to love and part. You will wish that it was. You can transmute love, ignore it, muddle it, but you can never pull it out of you. I know by experience that the poets are right: love is eternal.”
― A Room with a View
― A Room with a View
“Faithless is he that says farewell when the road darkens.”
― The Fellowship of the Ring
― The Fellowship of the Ring
“To be running breathlessly, but not yet arrived, is itself delightful, a suspended moment of living hope.”
― Eros the Bittersweet
― Eros the Bittersweet
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