“Once we dreamt that we were strangers. We wake up to find that we were dear to each other.”
“If we were to wake up some morning and find that everyone was the same race, creed and color, we would find some other cause for prejudice by noon”
“We met each other when we were young, before we knew enough about disappointment, and once we did we found we reminded each other of it.”
“We were getting a divorce. But not from each other. Then we were going to get married. But not to each other.”
“And we clung to each other like we were drowning because, in a way, we were.”
“All this time I'd thought we were strangers, and it turned out we knew each other intuitively, in our bones, in our blood. It was kind of romantic. Catastrophically romantic.”