"Love isn’t about drama and tears and burning. It is, instead, the construction of a tiny bubble-world – like a snowglobe. One in which you stand, in view of everyone, on the mantelpiece. Sometimes it is calm inside the snowglobe. Sometimes everything turns upside down, and it fills with a panic of snowflakes. But you were made as the two tiny figures in the snowglobe, hands joined, and you do not make sense anywhere else."