Every once in a while you read something that speaks to your soul. This excerpt is just such a beautiful thing. It is so profound in its’ simplicity. And the author was a mere 21 years of age when she wrote it.

Love is like that…complex and profound yet simple and sweet. Pure. We have all loved. We have all been loved. But when that one true love comes along…there’s nothing that can compare. I believe lightening can strike twice.

““Once upon a time there was a boy. He lived in a village that no longer exists, in a house that no longer exists, on the edge of a field that no longer exists, where everything was discovered and everything was possible. A stick could be a sword. A pebble could be a diamond. A tree a castle.
Once upon a time there was a boy who lived in a house across the field from a girl who no longer exists. They made up a thousand games. She was Queen and he was King. In the autumn light, her hair shone like a crown. They collected the world in small handfuls. When the sky grew dark they parted with leaves in their hair.
Once upon a time there was a boy who loved a girl, and her laughter was a question he wanted to spend his whole life answering.”

Excerpt From: Krauss, Nicole. “The History of Love: A Novel.” W. W. Norton & Company, 2011-07-07. iBooks.
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Excerpt from The History of Love: A Novel by Nicole Krauss