His Books Are Kept On

This Is What Love Does: It Makes You Want To Rewrite The World. It Makes You Want To Choose The Characters, Build The Scenery, Guide The Plot. The Person You Love Sits Across From You, And You Want To Do Everything In Your Power To Make It Possible, Endlessly Possible. And When It’s Just The Two Of You, Alone In A Room, You Can Pretend That This Is How It Is, This Is How It Will Be.

Here's What Breaks Us: Even Though We Know Better, We Still Want Everything To Be All Right.

Life Goes On Is A Redundancy. Life Is Defined By Its Going On.

I Still Felt Fondness For Her - Fondness, That Pleasant, Detached Mix Of Admiration And Sentiment, Appreciation And Nostalgia.

It's Almost Heartening To Think That The Attachment You Have Can Define Your Perception As Much As Any Other Influence.