It could have been different for her. She could have married for money. She could have married for anything she wanted. But she’d married for love, and this is the sort of sweet trouble that comes from that decision. It puts optimism in the hearts of the innocent. It coos to them in the twilight. It promises moons in their pockets. It convinces them anything is possible. It leads them into the thick of disorder with only each other to find a way out.
David Giffels, All the Way Home: Building a Family in a Falling-Down House