Us

by David Nicholls

I was going to be on her side from now on, and my parents saw this, and were saddened by it, I think. But what choice did I have? In a fight you side with the people you love. That is just how it is.

it occurred to me once again that grief is as much about regret for what you’ve never had as sadness for what you’ve lost.

The great virtue of defeat, once accepted, is that it at least allows one to rest.