“How long will you keep me?" I asked.You shrugged. "Forever, of course.”
“How long did you want me to stay?”“Forever.”
“You said the other day life was long,' I shot back. 'Which is it?' 'It's both,' she said, shrugging. 'It all depends on how you choose to live it. It's like forever, always changing.'Kristy and Macy; p.135”
“You can keep a secret, only for so much time unfortunately. But of course, you can make that time, seem like forever.”
“In the course of my life I have discovered that a fearful abyss lies between me and other people and have realized that my best course is to remain silent and keep my thoughts to myself for as long as I can.”
“Forever," I echo, and for the first time, I know that forever is a promise I can keep. I will love her forever, until the world crumbles and this memory is the only thing keeping me sane.”