Absence is to love what wind is to fire it extinguishes the small it inflames the great.

Of course Ill hurt you. Of course youll hurt me. Of course we will hurt each other. But this is the very condition of existence. To become spring means accepting the risk of winter. To become presence means accepting the risk of absence.

Its okay he said. Were together. He didnt say youre okay or were alive. After all theyd been through over the last year he knew that the most important thing was that they were together. She loved him for saying that.