It is in middles that extremes clash, where ambiguity restlessly rules.
I like to tell stories that have beginnings, middles and ends.
People always go on about how fantastic relationships are in the beginning, and of course everyone hates relationships when they end, but what about the middles? the middles where you know everything there is to know. Where you can look at the person you love and know what they're thinking, see something on the telly and know how they'd react;When you know exactly what they'd wear to come round and see you.
Endings are elusive, middles are nowhere to be found, but worst of all is to begin, to begin, to begin.
Ends and beginningsthere are no such things. There are only middles.
Beginnings are definitely the most exciting, middles are perplexing and endings are a disaster.
There is no black-and-white situation. It's all part of life. Highs, lows, middles.
Where are the beginnings, the endings, and most important, the middles?
