That Is The Rule Of The Wilds:

He’s Speaking In The Tone Of Voice That Everyone Uses When They’re About To Break You Apart. Gentle—kind, Even—like They Can Make The News Sound Better Just By Speaking In A Lullaby Voice.

Love Obeys No Laws Other Than Its Own.

There Are No Happy Endings, Only Breaks In The Regular Action.

There Were Days I Asked For It-prayed For It When I Went To Sleep. The Belief That I Would See You Again, That I Could Find You-the Hope For It-was The Only Thing That Kept Me Going.

That Is The Strangest Thing About The World: How It Looks So Different From Every Point Of View.