It would be very nice for nervous types like me if things were black-and-white, and you could tell where one thing ended and the next thing began, but as Einstein taught us, everything in the future and the past is right here now. There’s always something ending and something beginning. Yet in the very center is the truth of your spiritual identity: is you.
That time you confused a lesson for a soulmate.
The greatest gift you can give someone is the space to be his or herself, without the threat of you leaving.
We need, in love, to practice only this: letting each other go. For holding on comes easily; we do not need to learn it.
We must embrace the pain and burn it as fuel for our journey.
I want this one moment. It’s what I want in a relationship. It’s that thing when you’re with someone and you love them and they know it and they love you and you know it, but it’s a party and you’re both talking to other people and you’re laughing and shining and you look across the room and catch each other’s eyes, but not because you’re possessive or it’s precisely sexual, but because that is your person in this life and it’s funny and sad, but only because this life will end, and it’s this secret world that exists right there. In public, unnoticed. That no one else knows about. It’s sort of like how they say that other dimensions exist all around us, but we don’t have the ability to perceive them. That’s what I want out of a relationship. Or just life, I guess.
― Frances Ha (2012)
And that we can have so many people and so many worlds.