“Sometimes I shrink from your knowing what I have felt for you, and sometimes I am distressed that all of it you will never know.”
“You want me to say something? Okay. Sometimes I think I am what you made me. And sometimes I don’t know who I am at all. And either way I’m not happy.”
“I want you to feel what I felt. I want you to know why story-truth is truer sometimes than happening-truth.”
“Sometimes I am afraid for people like you who have to know things. Your kind will dig and hunt and worry at it until one day you will find what is hidden, waiting for you.”
“Sometimes you break your heart in the right way, if you know what I mean.”
“I know sometimes, that all it takes to be invincible, is to know you are such.”