I know this sounds crazy to say after one encounter but I kind of fell for you pretty hard & it has been forever since I've connected to anyone like this & my heart is kind of broken in a million pieces.

I feel like I didn't earn these stories, I feel like they just happened to me.

If people are well paid for reality television and cotton candy and dunking a basketball, why can't they be well paid for changing young minds?

You think a million billion more things will come your way, a million billion more versions of everything. But no, everything that actually causes that infinite feeling, the circumstances of every infinite feeling, is so, so finite.

...the difference between love and everything else is that it's infinite, it's built out of something infinite, or it feels like it is, anyway, which is the same thing to us.

Is it just that everything came too easy? Because if you're romanticizing 'difficult'...you're going to get over that quickly, I promise you. I promise you. Everyone forgets how difficult 'difficult' really is.

But I didn't mind. I loved that everything was cataloged and ready to go and that I was technically now living and sleeping in a library.

And anyone will tell you that's the whole point. You want to meet someone who likes the same things you do, and who likes you most when you're most being yourself.

He kissed her for an eternity, which was fine, because heaven had eternities to burn. Then he kissed her for another.

I opened up a bit and explained that I have a type I'm drawn to naturally, but that I've found that the women I've ended up loving the most have never been what I've thought of as my type, maybe because part of love is being helpless, being out of control of your own emotions.