I once thought that you could find all the secrets of the universe in someone’s hand. And I think that’s true. I did find all the secrets of the universe in your hand. Your hand, Dante. But I also think that you can find all the secrets of the universe when a girl who is more a woman than she is a girl cries all her hurt into your shoulder. And you can also discover all the hurt that exists in the world in your own tears—if you listen to the song your tears are singing. If we’re lucky. If we’re very lucky, the universe will send us the people we need to survive.
