It is, I suppose, the common grief of children at having to protect their parents from reality. It is bitter for the young to see what awful

It is, I suppose, the common grief of children at having to protect their parents from reality. It is bitter for the young to see what awful innocence adults grow into, that terrible vulnerability that must be sheltered from the rodent mire of childhood.


Katherine Dunn,

Geek Love

My parents danced together, her head on his chest. Both had their eyes closed. They seemed so perfectly content. If you can find someone like

My parents danced together, her head on his chest. Both had their eyes closed. They seemed so perfectly content. If you can find someone like that, someone who you can hold and close your eyes to the world with, then you’re lucky. Even if it only lasts for a minute or a day. The image of them gently swaying to the music is how I picture love in my mind even after all these years.


Patrick Rothfuss,

The Name of the Wind