“We will all lose everything, and perhaps then, by the very shape of our pain, we will earn it back.”
“She was so beautiful tonight he knew he would die of it. He hated that anyone else should see it. He wished it were something he alone could see. And he knew he was alone, that nobody saw it but him. And he knew that everyone could see it. And still no one could but him.”
“I own you. All things belong to the people who love them most.”