That was the thing. You never get used to it, the idea of someone being gone. Just when you think it’s reconciled, accepted - someone points it out to you, and it just hits you all over again, that shocking.
Sarah Dessen, The Truth About Forever
When I drink a glass of water, it’s thick and crawling with life. My mouth leads to the interior of my body — a caldron of disease, germs, and perversions of biology. I don’t exist individually. I’m made of millions of living creatures, eating each other, decomposing, eating each other.
Michael Gira, The Consumer
I looked and looked at her, and I knew, as clearly as I know that I will die, that I loved her more than anything I had ever seen or imagined on earth.
Vladimir Nabokov, Lolita