" Again and Again, however, we know the language of love, and the little churchyard with its lamenting names and the staggeringly secret abyss in which others find their end: again and again the two of us go out under the ancient trees, make our bed again and again between the flowers, face to face with the skies "

― Maggie Stiefvater , Shiver (The Wolves of Mercy Falls, #1)