Peace

I had a wonderful peaceful moment with Hubbers the other night; he was upstairs watching Breaking Bad in bed with his earphones in, I was hosting a small group event so I came upstairs later and laid down with my head on his stomach and he wrapped his arm around me and I continued reading my book.  There's nothing like disappearing into the poetic world of F. Scott Fitzgerald in the arms of a loved one. 

It's kind of amusing because I was (*spoiler alert*) at the part of my book where the protagonist and his all time love break up, so it wasn't seriously uplifting; but the emotion of the words was like a delicious warm hot chocolate soothing me after a long day. 
Here are some snippets for your enjoyment:

Amory: What power we have of hurting each other.

Rosalind [commencing to sob again]: It's been so perfect - you and I. So like a  dream that I longed for but never thought I'd find.   The first real unselfishness I've ever felt in my life. And I can't see it fade out in a colourless atmosphere!

Amory: It won't - It won't!

Rosalind:I'd rather keep it as a beautiful memory - tucked away in my heart.

Amory: Yes, women can do that - but not men. I'd remember always, not the beauty of it while it lasted, but just the bitterness, the long bitterness.

Rosalind: Don't!

Amory: All the years never to see you, never to kiss you, just a gate shut and barred - you don't dare be my wife. 

Rosalind: No - No - I'm taking the hardest course, the strongest course. Marrying you would be a failure and I never fail - if you don't stop walking up and down I'll scream!

Oh dear Francis Scott, much joy you bring me!