All I kept thinking about, over and over, was ‘You can’t live forever; you can’t live forever.
F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby
Perhaps one did not want to be loved so much as to be understood.
George Orwell, 1984
She understood why it angered her when people spoke of life as One life. She became certain of myriad lives within herself. Her sense of time altered. … [She] felt germinating in her the power to extend time in the ramifications of a myriad of lives and loves, to expand the journey to infinity, taking immense and luxurious detours as the courtesan depositor of multiple desires. … She acquired the certainty of the expansion of time by depth of emotion, range and infinite multiplicity of experience.
Anais Nïn, A Spy in the House of Love