He has wondered and hoped many things but he hopes desperately he will live longer than twenty-nine. By the time he turns twenty-nine he will only have loved Christine for four summers, and loving her for sixty summers seems like a lot to ask for for someone with his health, for whom so many internal things can go wrong but if he got even half of it, even a third of it, it would be better than seven.
Even if he had a hundred summers to love her it would never be enough.
——《Adventures in Longing and Love》by ponderinfrustration
"I want to state for the record that I'm not suffering from hypoxia, I haven't ingested hallucinogenic seed dust and I'm not facing eminent death. I'm just stating an irrefutable fact."
"I fired you because I'm in love with you. I've been in love with you since shortly after we met. And I've spent years trying to process how that should be handled...perhaps it's not something that's supposed to handled maybe it's something that just is."