“That night, she had slept in strange hot fits on his futon and woken in the red-eye of the morning to find herself alone, realising after several bleary moments that he had left the room and closed the door behind him. [...] A very slender sort of betrayal, the deliberate absence from a room.”
“Love is for the heart what books are for the brain.”
“It's consent and context that distinguish fondness from filth.”
“Be kind to all, but bare to few.”
“The fact that neither of us made sense was the beauty of it.”
“You had flaws, but they didn’t bother me because love doesn’t follow definition.”
“If you appreciated all the things I did for you, maybe you would have understood my love for you.”
“True connection occurs when two people share a moment of mutual vulnerability.”