"Enron is like an ice cream gift given to me by God when I was 13 years old."
Many years later, when he recalled this, the smile on his lips still melted gently. Being at peace with him is the soft and sweet feeling on the tip of your heart, the taste of happiness.
"Kid, huh, I thought he was a cute little angel, but who knew he was a little devil."
Many years later, when she recalled this, her eyes were as crooked as ever. Yes, this little devil somehow got into my heart.
Thank you for coming to New York alone and meeting me who was also lonely.
Thank you for indulging all my desperation and willfulness, and for embracing loneliness with tenderness.
Thank you for letting me know that even though time is great and space is great, we will always have each other.