“Most of the time the universe speaks to us very quietly in pockets of silence, in coincidences, in nature, in forgotten memories, in the shape of clouds, in moments of solitude, in small tugs at our hearts.”
“I tried the start of a life with someone and it didn’t exactly take, but it didn’t exactly flee, and I had to let it go and be out there and hope some part of it would wander back to me like an animal that went out young and had to live in the wilderness and came back, and whenever it is that it would come back, this life, this love, I had to stare into its face and say, Is it you? And then we would be friends, at peace with the idea of being two creatures who started together but needed different environments.”
