• There is no sense in loving someone you can never wake up to except by chance.
  • Being with her was like pressing your eye to a particularly vivid kaleidoscope. She was all primary color & although she understood better than I the ambiguities of the heart she was no equivocal in her thinking. "I came from a city of mazes," she said, "but if you ask me a direction I will tell you straight ahead."
  • Bonaparte taught us that freedom lay in our fighting arm, but in the legends of the Holy Grail no one won it by force. It was Perceval, the gentle knight, who came to a ruined chapel & found what the others had overlooked, simply by sitting still. I think now that being free is not being powerful or rich or well regarded or without obligations but being able to love. To love someone else enough to forget about yourself even for one moment is to be free.
  • When I fell in love it was as though I looked into a mirror for the first time & saw myself. I lifted my hand in wonderment & felt m cheeks, my neck. This was me. & when I had looked at myself & grown accustomed to who I was, I was not afraid to hate parts of me because I wanted to be worthy of the mirror bearer.
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