“We looked at each other until it felt like everything would burst into flames”

“They belonged to each other totally, and always would, and that was that.But maybe everyone felt that way? Until the moment they realized they were just like everyone else, and everything they'd thought was real shattered apart.”

“...It felt like they were telling each other secrets. Everything they said felt like that—whispered, tender, full of other meanings, like when you tell someone a dream or talk about your astrological signs as code for all the things you love about each other.”

“Whatever story you're telling, it will be more interesting if, at the end you add, "and then everything burst into flames.”

“We stood there, looking at each other, saying nothing. But it was the kind of nothing that meant everything.”

“We stared at each other across a narrow space that was full of danger, that almost seemed to roar, like flame.‘Come,’ he said.”