Before the world existed, before it was populated, and before there were wars and jobs and colleges and movies and clothes and opinions and foreign travel—before all of these things there had been only one person [Bobby] and only one place: a tent in the basement made from chairs and bed sheets. [S]he did not consider if or how or why [s]he loved him. He was just love: he was the first evidence of love and he would be the last confirmation of love when everything else fell away.
--Zadie Smith On Beauty
Happy Birthday to my pokey little puppy.
I love you, Sis.