“I think that some people are scared of being authentically themselves, of course. As if being loved for something you are not is better than not being loved for what you actually are. But there are wise people, conscious people, who know that real, happy love only exists in vulnerability. I’ve settled for connection before, in relationships. And yes, connection comes before love. But honestly, I can connect with a margarita. Or the very warm nurse who takes my blood pressure before the doctor comes in. Or any random stranger if we both see the same funny thing happen on the subway.”
“Some people meet the way the sky meets the earth, inevitably, and there is no stopping or holding back their love. It exists in a finished world, beyond the reach of common sense.”
“The minute I heard my first love story I started looking for you, not knowing how blind that was. Lovers don’t finally meet somewhere. They’re in each other all along.”
The cost of oblivious daydreaming was always this moment of return, the realignment with what had been before and now seemed a little worse.