“I almost wish we were butterflies and liv’d but three summer days – three such days with you

I could fill
with more delight than fifty common years could ever contain.”

In love there are two things—bodies and words. —Joyce Carol Oates

I’ve never had a moment’s doubt. I love you. I believe in you completely. You are my dearest one. My
reason for life.”

“He stepped down, trying not to look long at her, as if she were the sun, yet he saw her, like the sun,
even without looking.”

He sweeps her hair back from her ears; he swings her above his head. He says she is his émerveillement.
He says he will never leave her, not in a million years.”

All the Light We Cannot See by Anthony Doerr