Short On Money, Long On Hope

...so Young, So Lonely And Naive, That She Imagined Herself As Some Sort Of Vessel To Be Filled Up With Love. But It Wasn't Like That. The Love Was Within Her All The Time And Its Only Renewal Came From Giving It Away.

It's Good To Be In Love.

A Moment Might Be A Thousand Different Things.

Norah Watched Him, Serious And Utterly Absorbed In His Task, Overcome By The Simple Fact Of His Existence.

He'd Kept This Silence Because His Own Secrets Were Darker, More Hidden, And Because He Believed That His Secrets Had Created Hers.