He knew her so well

They were sorry, they were 
saying with their bodies, they were 
accepting each other back,
and that feeling, that feeling
of being accepted back

again and again, of someone’s
affection for you expanding
to encompass whatever
new flawed thing had just mani-
fested in you, that was

the deepest, dearest thing he’d ever—

— relineated prose, excerpt from “Tenth of December” by George Saunders

"Voyaging begins when one burns one’s boats, adventures begin with a shipwreck."

- Michel Serres, The Five Senses (via eideticfields)

(via invisiblestories)

"The point of marriage is not to create a quick commonality by tearing down all boundaries; on the contrary, a good marriage is one in which each partner appoints the other to be the guardian of his solitude, and thus they show each other the greatest possible trust. A merging of two people is an impossibility, and where it seems to exist, it is a hemming-in, a mutual consent that robs one party or both parties of their fullest freedom and development. But once the realization is accepted that even between the closest people infinite distances exist, a marvelous living side-by-side can grow up for them, if they succeed in loving the expanse between them, which gives them the possibility of always seeing each other as a whole and before an immense sky."

- Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet