"for her i changed pebbles into diamonds, shoes into mirrors, i changed glass into water, i gave her wings and pulled birds from her ears and in her pockets she found the feathers, i asked a pear to become a pineapple, a pineapple to become a lightbulb, a lightbulb to become the moon, and the moon to become a coin I flipped for her love, both sides were heads: i knew i couldn’t lose."

- nicole krauss, the history of love