words spoken about love of all kinds that make me feel crazy

• whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same
• you’re the only man that’s ever touched me. you’re the only one. i haven’t really touched anyone since
• “i can take care of myself just fine, alright?” “no.” “what do you mean, no?” “no”
• so i try to be kind to everything i see, and in everything i see, i see him.
• i love you and you don’t pay me
• ce sera comme si je t'avais donné, au lieu d'étoiles, des tas de petits grelots qui savent rire (it will be as if i had given you, in place of stars, a great number of little bells that knew how to laugh)
• perhaps it was only now i was able to see him with me, because even though he was turned away from me laughing, he was holding my hand
• this is what he meant when he hoped someday he might be touched
• so basically, you’re saying i’m new zealand?
• how is it, milena, that you still dont feel any fear or repugnance for me, or something of this kind?
• “tell me, célestine, if we get out alive, what would you really like?” “find ernest, and never leave him.” / “what would make you really happy?” “now?” “of course, now!” “find célestine, and stay with her always.”