Loneliness is like being the only person left alive in theuniverse, except that everyone else is still here.
Royal Young's writing is that rare blend of irony and beauty.
You were unsure which pain is worse -- the shock of what happened or the ache for what never will.
She said that one day they would be very old, that the world would be a different place, but it would always be their world, and that the time apart now would be a nightmare from which they would recover - desperation buried under years of happiness.
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