" I can’t really explain it—after Jules, after what happened with Jules—I felt as if I had forfeited my right to be in love, to be loved. And I didn’t think I could bear it. I’m scared. I don’t know how I can bear it.”

“Bear what?” asked Omar.

“The—the impossibility of it. You coming here. And then coming back, again. How could it happen? It all seems so random, so fragile. Like glass waiting to break. "

― Peter Cameron , Quella sera dorata