"He puts his arms around me. Like everyone else did. Because that's what people do who love you. They put their arms around you and love you when you're not so loveable. My throat is full and tight with tears. There are probably a hundred types of crying. Fatigue crying and despair crying and loss crying and relieved crying and narrow-escape crying. This is crying that's the sudden knowledge of love and it's fullness. And right then I learn something very simple and fundamental about love. That it is there or it is not there. That some of our biggest troubles probably come when we try to convince ourselves it it there when it isn't, or that it isn't there when it is."
-The Fortunes of Indigo Skye
by Deb Caletti