The only obsession everyone wants: ‘love.’ People think that in falling in love they make themselves whole? The Platonic union of souls? I think otherwise. I think you’re whole before you begin. And the love fractures you. You’re whole, and then you’re cracked open.

我爱上了你，我不会否认自己说出真相的简单快乐。

The truth is not in the words, but in the silence between them.