Fourteen
"Though I knew she loved and cared for me, I suddenly understood that even love and caring weren't always enough. They were the concrete bricks of our relationship, but unstable without the mortar of time spent together, time without the threat of imminent seperation hanging over us.
When we were together, we had the power to keep it spinning, and the result was beauty and magic and an almost childlike sense of wonder; when we seperated, the spinning began inevitably to slow. we became wobbly and unstable, and I knew I had to find a way to keep us from toppling over."
- Nicholas Sparks, Dear John.