But It Was Smell That Carried Memory.

All I Could Think To Do Was Love Her. That's All A Person Can Do.

Sex Could Be A Blissful Communion,. But It Could Also Be A Weapon, And Its Absence, Sometimes, Was Required For The Establishment Of Peace.

I Did The Searching And Remembering, She Did The Disappearing And The Forgetting.

Carmen Was Bad At Loving. She Loved Too Hard.

She Was Sad About What Happened To Kostos. And Someplace Under That, She Was Sad That People Like Bee And Kostos, Who Had Lost Everything, Were Still Open To Love, And She, Who'd Lost Nothing, Was Not.