I hate to see you go, but I love to watch you sleep.

Nothing you become will disappoint me; I have no preconception that I’d like to see you be or do. I have no desire to foresee you, only to discover you. You can’t disappoint me.

Longing, we say, because desire is full of endless distances.

If we are now His hands, then He is our hurt.

∆ Pauline Matarasso, Clothed in Language

Your hands shaped me and made me. Will you now turn and destroy me?...

∆ Job 10:8 and Job 10:18-22 (New International Version, 2011)

I am lonely, yet not everybody will do. I don’t know why some people fill the gaps and others emphasize my loneliness.

| Anais Nin