I burst out crying because I realized something right then and there: death was going to take her someday. Because she'd grow old and wrinkly, you see, and fill up with pain until it extinguished her, and it just ... seemed intolerable. Shouldn't it? I mean, even a diamond is forever, and a diamond can't grip your finger.
Wil McCarthyLove is sublime, truly, a precious gift. But also, alas, one of God's little pranks. It's naive of you to confuse love with happiness, as if they were somehow the samae thing. In fact love, once found, is more akin to gravity: too strong, too close, and it will crush you. Unless you're careful, always.
Wil McCarthyThe nature of the universe probably depends heavily on who is the actual protagonist. Lately I've been suspecting it's one of my cats.
Wil McCarthyTags: cats universe point-of-view nature-of-things protagonists
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