“You can’t herd the stars. You can only gaze at them, never touch, like love. Yes, you can ‘be’ in love and ‘fall’ in love, but you can never ‘touch’ love. You can only touch things that represent love, like a lover, or a book, or a lover’s book, or lovers in a book.”
“Cooking is great, love is grand, but soufflés fall and lovers come and go. But you can always depend on a book!”
“You know you’re in love the moment you can touch the stars without reaching. -Morgan”
“I loved you like a man loves a woman he never touches, only writes to, keeps little photographs of.”
“You yourself never loved; you never love!Yes, I too can love; you yourselves can tell it from the past. Is it not so?”
“A longing for books [is] nothing compared with what you [can] feel for human beings. The books [tell] you about that feeling. The books [speak] of love, and it [is] wonderful to listen to them, but they [are] no substitute for love itself.”