You would think after all the hours I’d spent with Gale– watching him talk and laugh and frown– that I would know all there was to know about his lips. But I hadn’t imagined how warm they would feel pressed against my own. Or how those hands [...] could entrap me… I vaguely remember my fingers, curled tightly closed, resting on his chest.
She had rooms in her mind that she would not look into.
I don't remember who said this, but there really are places in the heart you don't even know exist until you love a child.
No one has ever known me as clearly as you. No one has ever shown me that love allows everything. Not pretty or safe or easy but something I never knew. Love within reason, that isn't love and I learned that from you.
What unknown seas of feeling lie in man, and will from time to time break through!
These are the moments which are not calculable, and cannot be assessed in words; they live on in the solution of memory, like wonderful creatures, unique of their own kind, dredged up from the floors of some unexplored ocean.
My affection hath an unknown bottom, like the Bay of Portugal.
And all the colors I am inside have not been invented yet.
