But I think Ellie and the librarian in the tower of stone were in real love. Somehow, in all the world, with all the people in it, in all their wonky shapes, they were shaped to fit each other. And they found each other—born in the same country, how lucky—and both loved poetry and fruit snacks—and like poetry they felt their hearts expand infinitely in all directions when they were together, so that it was possible to forget all the pain in their lives and the world, or at least to endure it as long as they could be together.
