i am reading this sweet little book, *the guernsey literary and potato peel pie society* (what a title, i know!), a work of fiction comprised of entirely of letters. only a few pages into it, i came across this amazingly-phrased explanation of what a good relationship should be. of course we can all expound endlessly on what comprises a solid, successful relationship, but doesn't this quote, from a woman lamenting to a friend about her history with men, say so much? ... "Oh, there's no need to recite the dread rolls to you, but Sophie - what is the matter with me? Am I too particular? I don't want to be married just to be married. I can't think of anything lonelier than spending the rest of my life with someone I can't talk to, or worse, someone I can't be silent with." really, despite all our wanderings, stumblings, and fumblings through relationships, i feel like this is what it all comes down to.