Maybe next time, but probably not.

“How did I love her?Let me count the ways.The freckles on her nose like the shad…”

“Grief is like sinking, like being buried. I am in water the tawny color of kick…”

“His eyes are the color of honey. These are the eyes I remember from my dreams.”

“This is what I want. This is the only thing I've ever wanted. Everything else—e…”