It took being loved well, even briefly, once, to know that I'm never going back

Truthfully, this is the fabric of all my fantasies: love shown not by a kiss or a wild look or a careful hand but by a willingness for research. I don’t dream of someone who understands me immediately, who seems to have known me my entire life, who says, ‘I know, me too’. I want someone keen to learn my own strange organization, amazed at what’s revealed; someone who asks, ‘and then what, and then what’?

| Elizabeth McCraken

It’s like this; say there’s a whole room of people and you’re somewhere in the middle of them all. I walk in and I see you, but you don’t suddenly become the only person in the room. God no. You become the room. You are the room.

| Salma Deera