'being In Love' First Moved Them To

They Stormed And Jeered At One Another In Long Meaningless Words Of About Twenty Syllables Each.

Every Joy Is Beyond All Others.

People Who Bore One Another Should Meet Seldom; People Who Interest One Another, Often.

No One Ever Told Me That Grief Felt So Like Fear. I Am Not Afraid, But The Sensation Is Like Being Afraid. The Same Fluttering In The Stomach, The Same Restlessness, The Yawning. I Keep On Swallowing.

Things Never Happen The Same Way Twice.