Will I be some kid’s dad one day? Are any future people lurking deep inside mine?...Which girl’s carrying the other half of my kid, deep in those intricate loops? What’s she doing right now? What’s her name?

Do you know? He says. "I feel I've known you for years, not ninety minutes.

El poder, el tiempo, la gravedad, el amor. Las fuerzas que de verdad mueven el cotarro son invisibles.

This isn’t lust. Lust wants, does the obvious, and pads back into the forest. Love is greedier. Love wants round-the-clock care; protection; rings, vows, joint accounts; scented candles on birthdays; life insurance. Babies. Love’s a dictator.

La creación no terminó el sexto día, (...) la creación sucede a nuestro al rededor, a pesar y a través de nosotros, a la velocidad de los días y las noches, y nos gusta llamarla <>.

Here’s the truth: Who is spared love is spared grief.