“Falling in love”, I said. Falling into it, we all did then, one way or another … It was the central thing; it was the way you understood yourself; if it never happened to you, not ever, you would be like a mutant, a creature from space.
“But who can remember pain, once it’s over? All that remains of it is a shadow, not in the mind even, in the flesh. Pain marks you, but too deep to see. Out of sight, out of mind.”