“But what was there to say?Only that there were tears. Only that Quietness and Emptiness fitted together like stacked spoons. Only that there was a snuffling in the hollows at the base of a lovely throat. Only that a hard honey-colored shoulder had a semicircle of teethmarks on it. Only that they held each other close, long after it was over. Only that what they shared that night was not happiness, but hideous grief.Only that once again they broke the Love Laws. That lay down who should be loved. And how. And how much.”
“That it really began in the days when the Love Laws were made. The laws that lay down who should be loved, and how.And how much.”
“Love is like mud. Only as strong as the shape you give it. Love is like paint. It can color over all the empty places. If you drop it, Love will break you.”
“Only LEFT and RIGHT hand can hold each other and walk together...Only RIGHTs are enough to say bye.Nobody is perfect in the world, if you Love the perfection of his/her imperfections then LOVE exists.”
“I think of how each person in a marriage owes it to the other to find individual happiness, even in a shared life. That this is the only way to grow together, instead of apart.”
“That's what all love comes down to, doesn't it? We help others only as much as they let us.”