“it sounds paradoxically, but: "love was counting seconds before time was created”

“All the time we spent in bed, counting miles before we said, fall in love and fall apart, things will end before they start.”

“But I'm reminded that of time and time again that mother nature loves a paradox.”

“Excerpt: Paradox – Bound By Blood. The hands on a clock never falter, not for a second. One day ends; and a new begins. If there was one thing on this earth that could be counted on, it was that. Time never paused to mourn the dead. That particular privilege is allotted to the living. It is for the survivor to mourn, bury the dead, and leave the rest to the earth. That is the way of it – the way of death - and the misery it leaves behind.”

“Introverts paradoxically pull away from culture and create culture.”

“He had never bothered to count time before, but he started to now, and it began with counting each breath she took.”