Infinities are not for casual exploration. You could fall and keep falling. You could get lost.

Cake for later, cake as a way of life.

Your soul sings to mine. My soul is yours, and it always will be, in any world. No matter what happens. I need you to remember that I love you.

You really think joy is easier to come by than pain? What have you had more of?

- ¿Qué pasa? ¿Por qué te ríes?
- Porque la vida es una bastarda.
- Bien, entonces supongo que encajamos perfectamente en ella.

But let's not be casual about this body, okay?" She nuzzled him back. "It may be your soul that I love, but I'm pretty keen on its vessel, too."

Her voice had dropped lower as she spoke, and his response was low and husky in kind. "I can't say I'm sorry to hear that," he said, and brushed his face past hers to kiss a place beneath her ear, sending instant, electric frissons coursing through her body.