“Why does the longing for love have to be so acute, like a desperate thirst? Is it because love is wanting to be saved and we can never really be saved? Maybe love is really born of our fears. Love is the heart’s desire for a painkiller; a tearful plea for a great big epidural. Yes that’s it: love is the only anesthesia that really works. And so people with broken hearts are really those who are just coming to, and if you’ve ever seen someone come out of general anesthesia, you know that it looks a lot like the beginnings of a broken heart.” PeopleIfsKnowsLooksHeartDoeBigsDesireBornLove IsBrokenLongingSavedDesperateThirstFear Of LoveAnesthesiaPainkillersMaybe LoveEpidurals Author:Jonathan Hull
“I think we all look for clues that we are not utterly alone... Clues we find in literature and paintings and music and even someone’s eyes; clues that demonstrate that someone else has felt the same indescribable feelings, seen the same things or passed by the spot even if it was by candlelight three hundred years ago. It means everything, like finding footprints in the sand of a deserted island.” IfsThinkingYearsLooksMeanFeelingsEyeThreeLiteratureFeltPaintingFindingsHundredYears AgoSpotsIslandsSandClueFootprintDesertedIndescribableCandlelightDeserted IslandFootprints In The Sand Book:Losing Julia Source: Losing Julia
