Tomorrow, and Tomorrow, and Tomorrow

by Gabrielle Zevin

If she told him about a game she admired that he didn’t think much of, he would tell her the reasons the game was terrible. And that didn’t just go for games—it was movies, books, and art, too. It got to the point where she would never outright say her opinion of anything. She trained herself to begin conversations, “What did you think, Dov?”

Fuck… I’m that terrible Dov.

There is a time for any fledgling artist where one’s taste exceeds one’s abilities.

Throughout his life, Sam had hated being told to “fight,” as if sickness were a character failing. Illness could not be defeated, no matter how hard you fought, and pain, once it had you in its grasp, was transformational.

Zweisamkeit’ is the feeling of being alone even when you’re with other people.”