Even when a river of tears courses through this body the flame of love cannot be quenched.

After their encounter on the approach to Jupiter there would aways be a secret bond between them---not of love but of tenderness which is often more enduring.

They had an ordinary life full of ordinary things-if love can ever be called that.

It is easy to hate and it is difficult to love. This is how the whole scheme of things works. All good things are difficult to achieve and bad things are very easy to get.

She didnt understand what it was like to be filled with a love so strong that it made your chest achea love you could only feel and not express. Keeping love buried was a lot like keeping anger pent up Id learned. It just ate you up inside until you wanted to scream or kick something.

If you didnt feel like your support system was strong enough then getting yourself out of the situation was the best thing to do

Marriage isnt a love affair. It isnt even a honeymoon. Its a job. A long hard job at which both partners have to work harder than theyve worked at anything in their lives before. If its a good marriage it changes it evolves but it does on getting better. Ive seen it with my own mother and father. But a bad marriage can dissolve in a welter of resentment and acrimony. Ive seen that too in my own miserable and disastrous attempt at making another person happy. And its never one persons fault. Its the sum total of a thousand little irritations disagreements idiotic details that in a sound alliance would simply be disregarded or forgotten in the healing act of making love. Divorce isnt a cure its a surgical operation even if there are no children to consider.

Ive seen you beauty and you belong to me now whoever you are waiting for and if I never see you again I thought. You belong to me and all Paris belongs to me and I belong to this notebook and this pencil.

And sometimes I believe your relentless analysis of June leaves something out which is your feeling for her beyond knowledge or in spite of knowledge. I often see how you sob over what you destroy how you want to stop and just worship and you do stop and then a moment later you are at it again with a knife like a surgeon.What will you do after you have revealed all there is to know about June Truth. What ferocity in your quest of it. You destroy and you suffer. In some strange way I am not with you I am against you. We are destined to hold two truths. I love you and I fight you. And you the same. We will be stronger for it each of us stronger with our love and our hate. When you caricature and nail down and tear apart I hate you. I want to answer you not with weak or stupid poetry but with a wonder as strong as your reality. I want to fight your surgical knife with all the occult and magical forces of the world.

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