“It’s like what Joe said in his groom’s speech: love is being the guardian of another person’s solitude. Maybe friendship is being the guardian of another person’s hope. Leave it with me and I’ll look after it for a while, if it feels too heavy for now.” “I can’t do that, you’re already carrying yours.” “Oh, I’ve been carrying mine for a decade,” she said. “I won’t notice if I chuck a bit more in.”
