All this seeing.
All this relentless taking in.

I'll live to be one year younger, because I can't stand the idea of a world without you in it, and die buried beneath an avalanche of my own books.

Everything changes, sweetheart. The universe loves to happen.

I'm sorry for you, ... I'm sorry you don't believe in miracles.

Observation - activity of both eyes and ears

If you worried about falling off the bike, you’d never get on.