My life and his were twisted into a single strand. Cut one, and you cut both. If he were gone, I would not be able to live through that. If I were gone, he wouldn’t live through it,either
“When you come back you will not be you. And I may not be I.”
“Yet in their absence I seemed to love them so much.”
“To love oneself is the beginning of a lifelong romance.”
“I turned my nightmares into fireflies and caught them in a jar.”
"He turned out the light and went into Jem's room. He would be there all night, and he would be there when Jem waked up in the morning."
He dug so deeply into her sentiments that in search of interest he found love, because by trying to make her love him he ended up falling in love with her.”
Gabriel García Márquez – One Hundred Years of Solitude