It seemed that the only lover she had ever wanted was a lover in a dream.

“Draw your chair up close to the edge of the precipice and I’ll tell you a story.”

“Tomorrow we will run faster, stretch out our arms farther...”

“What are you going to do? "Can't say - run for president, write -" "Greenwich V…”

“There was a hint in the air that the earth was hurrying on toward other weather…”