"What’s your name, then? ”Tessa looked at him in disbelief. “What’s my name?” “Don’t you know it?"

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Love? Be it man. Be it woman. It must be a wave you want to glide in on, give your body to it, give your laugh to it, give, when the gravelly sand takes you, your tears to the land. To love another is something like prayer and can't be planned, you just fall into its arms because your belief undoes your disbelief.

— Anne Sexton