Are you gloating inside Thats what this is about isnt it Getting me to trust you so you could blow it up in my face ...I get that youre angry said Patch.I am ripped apart I shouted.

I dreamed I spoke in anothers languageI dreamed I lived in anothers skinI dreamed I was my own belovedI dreamed I was a tigers kin.I dreamed that Eden lived inside meAnd when I breathed a garden cameI dreamed I knew all of CreationI dreamed I knew the Creators name.I dreamed--and this dream was the finest--That all I dreamed was real and trueAnd we would live in joy foreverYou in me and me in you.

I want to gather up all the ink cartridges in the universe because somewhere mixed in with all that ink is the next great American novel. And Id love nothing more than to drink it.

How many times have you tried to talk to someone about something that matters to you tried to get them to see it the way you do And how many of those times have ended with you feeling bitter resenting them for making you feel like your pain doesnt have any substance after allLike when youve split up with someone and you try to communicate the way you feel because you need to say the words need to feel that somebody understands just how pissed off and frightened you feel. The problem is they never do. Plenty more fish in the sea theyll say or Youre better off without them or Do you want some of these potato chips They never really understand because they havent been there every day every hour. They dont know the way things have been the way that its made you the way it has structured your world. Theyll never realise that someone who makes you feel bad may be the person you need most in the world. They dont understand the history the background dont know the pillars of memory that hold you up. Ultimately they dont know you well enough and they never can. Everyones alone in their world because everybodys life is different. You can send people letters and show them photos but they can never come to visit where you live.Unless you love them. And then they can burn it down.

Theyre in love. Fuck the war.

Eight full lives I whispered against his jaw my voice breaking. Eight full lives and I never found anyone I would stay on a planet for anyone I would follow when they left. I never found a partner. Why now Why you Youre not of my species. How can you be my partnerIts a strange universe he murmured.Its not fair I complained echoing Sunnys words. It wasnt fair. How could I find this find lovenow in this eleventh hourand have to leave it Was it fair that my soul and body couldnt reconcile Was it fair that I had to love Melanie too Was it fair that Ian would suffer He deserved happiness if anyone did. Itwasnt fair or right or evensane. How could I do this to himI love you I whispered.Dont say that like youre saying goodbye.But I had to. I the soul called Wanderer love you human Ian. And that will never change no matter what I might become. I worded it carefully so that there would be no lie in my voice. If I were a Dolphin or a Bear or a Flower it wouldnt matter. I would always love you always remember you. You will be my only partner.

As lovers the difference between men and women is that women can love all day long but men only at times.

I will not try to convince you to love me to respect me to commit to me. I deserve better than that I AM BETTER THAN THAT...Goodbye.

No its not that. Its not what youre thinking. I was serious when I said all of it. I can remember every moment we were together and in eachof them there was something wonderful. I cant really pick any one time that meant more than any other. The entire summer was perfect the kind of summer everyone should have. How could I pick one moment over another Poets often describe love as an emotion that we cant control one that overwhelms logic and common sense. Thats what it was like for me. I didnt plan on falling in love with you and I doubt if you planned on falling in love with me. But once we met it was clear that neither of us could control what was happening to us. We fell in love despite our differences and once we did something rare and beautiful was created. For me love like that has happened only once and thats why every minute we spent together has been seared in my memory. Ill never forget a single moment of it.

Love is not a maybe thing you know when you love someone.