The act of quiet nighttime talking, illustrates for me more than anything else the curious alchemy of companionship.

Those who have never known the deep intimacy and the intense companionship of happy mutual love have missed the best thing that life has to give.

If his voice hasn't been the melody of my life, it's been the bass line, so subtle you don't notice it until it's missing.

She was struck by the simple truth that sometimes the most ordinary things could be made extraordinary, simply by doing them with the right people...

...we can say we love each other if my life is better because you're in it and your life is better because I'm in it.

Here's what I think. We all want someone to build a fort with. We want somebody to swap crayons with and play hide-and-seek with and live out imaginary stories with. We start out getting that from our family. Then we get it from our friends. And then, for whatever reasons, we get it in our heads that we need to get that feeling- that intimacy- from a single someone else. We call if growing up. But really, when you take sex out of it, what we want is a companion. And we make that so damn hard to find.