“But pain is an impatient customer. It wouldn't be long before it demanded attention.”

“Annas conclusions were these: That fire is beautifully cruel. That fusion occurs only at a specific heat. That blood, in fact, can boil. That the dissolution of an affair is an entropic reaction, a...”

“There are no accidents, Anna. Everything correlates. Everything connects. Every detail bears a consequence. One instant begets the next. And the next. And the next.”

“Even the ugliest swan is still more beautiful than the loveliest crown on the fence, Anna thought”

“Anna loved and didnt love sex. Anna needed and didnt need it. Her relationship with sex was a convoluted partnership that rose from both her passivity and an unassailable desire to be distracted.”

“It doesnt matter whether you believe in ghosts. The ghosts believe in you.”

“This is the strangest life I have ever known.”

“I feel very adventurous. There are so many doors to be opened, and I'm not afraid to look behind them.”

“Ive won his heart, but its like owning a house in which most of the doors are permanently locked. He wants to shield me from all unpleasantness. And its not really marriagenot like the marriage you...”

“Only once in your life, I truly believe, you find someone who can completely turn your world around. You tell them things that youve never shared with another soul and they absorb everything you sa...”

“As he read, I fell in love the way you fall asleep: slowly, and then all at once.”

“I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there i...”

“Oh, Death was never enemy of ours!We laughed at him, we leagued with him, old chum.No soldier's paid to kick against His powers.We laughed, knowing that better men would come,And greater wars: whe...”

“I grew up in this town, my poetry was born between the hill and the river, it took its voice from the rain, and like the timber, it steeped itself in the forests.”

“It is strange how a scrap of poetry works in the mind and makes the legs move in time to it along the road.”