Her aunt Sol had once told Shai to smile at the worst insults and snap at the minor ones. That way, no man would know your heart.
And both of them remained floating in an empty universe where the only everyday & eternal reality was love.
For they had lived together long enough to know that love was always love, anytime and anyplace, but it was more solid the closer it came to death.
There is always something left to love.
Time was not passing. . . it was turning in a circle.
When he went through the kitchen he kissed Rebeca on the forehead. "Get those bad thoughts out of your head," he told her. "You're going to be happy.
But when a woman decides to sleep with a man, there is no wall she will not scale, no fortress she will not destroy, no moral consideration she will not ignore at its very root: there is no God worth worrying about.
Thank you for being interested. Doesn't sound much but it meant just about everything.
Maybe some of my quest for success comes from Joan of Arc but theres no conscious part of Catholicism in my life.
If you don't expect to like someone and then you do, that's an incredibly exciting moment.
Every minute should be enjoyed and savored.