Our Infinite Fates

by Laura Steven

“Like the sway of the sea and the tug of the tides, love is a moving, eternal thing. Let us not be afraid of the wax and the wane, the rise and the fall, the eternal undertow. Each time our souls meet, let us submerge our bodies in the bright blue cold, and let the waves make us anew.” A tear slid down the apple of her cheek. “I love you, and I have loved you, and I will love you.”

Our love blossoming afresh, year after year, century after century, new flowers from old roots, an eternal seed from which life will always bloom.’”

Even though I was Evelyn right down to my marrow,

The raw magnetism pulling us together, like I was a planet he would always orbit.

Sometimes I catch a sound or a sight or a feeling, but it’s gone before I can pull it out of the periphery. I don’t know where my soul began. Where we began.”

And so, in the absence of any abiding religious convictions, this was the one blind faith I had: that love was a physical force, and it was never wasted. Once it was called out into the universe, it would echo back to us forever.

His heart a haunted house surrounded by a moat of his own digging.

the writing in this book!! one after another .

Because that’s the thing about humans—we leave traces of our souls everywhere, as unique and identifying as fingerprints.

Trying to keep the people I loved alive was like trying to cup the rain in my palms, every drop so precious and fragile and important, only to watch them seep, inevitably, back into the earth.

Gahhh :(

Mania and Melancholia fast became our morbid pet names for each other.

If a hero is someone who will give up love to save the world, then a villain is the reverse. Someone who will give up the world to save love.