"- I love you truly, Ian. (I did not know how to say goodbye otherwise. It was the only word of farewell he could accept. Would remember it later. And understand.) In my whole soul, I love you.
- I love you too, my Wanderer.
He buried his face between my arms to find my lips. He kissed me douvement, tenderly, the flow of molten rock in the center of the Earth grew, swollen, and my tremors have subsided."
'The Host', Stephenie Meyer.