Alan Lightman
:: Reunion
He has learned nothing in college. His books are bricks scratched with the dried words of dead men.
Young people explode with their discovery of the world and the newness of life ... So many things are happening for the first time. What young people don't realize is that so much is happening for the last time as well. The world is both opening and closing at once.
Is it possible for a person to love without wanting love back? Is anything so pure? Or is love, by its nature, a reciprocity, like oceans and clouds, an evaporating of seawater and a replenishing by rain?