Someone tells me: this kind of love is not viable. But how can you evaluate viability? Why is the viable a Good Thing? Why is it better to last than to burn?

– Roland Barthes, A Lover’s Discourse: Fragments


I love no one but you, I have discovered, but you are far away and I am here alone. Then this is my life, and maybe, however unlikely, I’ll find my way back there. Or maybe, one day, I’ll settle for second best. And on that same day, Hell will freeze over, the Sun will burn out, and the stars will fall from the sky.

– Lemony Snicket