Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie

...he did not want me to seek the whys, because there are some things that happen for which we can formulate no whys, for which whys simply do not exist and, perhaps, are not necessary.

This was love: a string of coincidences that gathered significance and became miracles.

Death would be a complete knowingness, but what frightened him was this: not knowing beforehand what it was he would know.