true love

“Rings that widen on the surface of a loch, above a thrown-in stone. A drink of water offered to a thirsty traveller on the road. Nothing more that what happens when things come together, when hydrogen, say, meets oxygen, or a story from then meets a story from now, or a stone meets water meets girl meets boy meets bird meets hand meets wing meets bone meets light meets dark meets eye meets world meets grain of sand meets thirst meets hunger meets need meets dream meets real meets same meets different meets death meets life meets end meets beginning all over again, the story of nature itself, ever-inventive, making one thing out of another, and one thing into another, and nothing lasts and nothing’s lost, and nothing ever perishes, and things will always change, and things will always be different, because things can always be different.” -Girl Meets Boy, Ali Smith

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