“then"love," or "falling in love," an extra density textured into the weave of the days, a craziness,an orchidaceous interdimensional blossoming of the otherwiselinear creatures we were.”
“If we were rational creatures we would never get out of bed or live or love.”
“All of us blossom when we feel loved and wither when we do not feel loved.”
“Am I crazy or falling in love? Is it really just another crush?”
“Happy marriages begin when we marry the ones we love and they blossom when we love the ones we marry. ”
“I mean we desperately wanted to be in love with something or other. We were lonely people. It seemed more sensible to fall in love with another person who also wanted to fall in love, than to love a chair or a cat or an idea.”