“When I first met you, I thought we were made for each other even though we seemed like opposites in some ways and we fought. But now...""What?""Now I feel like we weren't made for each other. We're...”

“She let him go once. Every day demands that she release him over and over again.”

“But she's still afraid that the more she misses him--his face, his skin, the way he looked at her--and the more hope she has that she'll see him again, the more she has to lose.”

“But there it is: Everyone is alone, for life, and maybe that's not such a bad thing.”

“Love is a luxury. It's something that people are allowed to indulge in when they're not simply trying to survive and keep other people alive.”

“If home isn't a place, what is it?''A feeling.”

“Emilio was certainly within his rights not to reveal the sordid details of his childhood even to his friends. Or perhaps especially to his friends, whose good opinion of him, he might feel, would n...”

“Dont even talk to me about being a mother. You were never a mother! Just the psychotic twat I lived with for the first fourteen years.”

“Don’t even talk to me about being a mother. You were never a mother! Just the psychotic twat I lived with for the first fourteen years.”

“In a universe where all life is in movement, where ever fact seen in perspective is totally engaging, we impose stillness on lively young bodies, distort reality to dullness, make action drudgery. ...”

“If only she could be so oblivious again, to feel such love without knowing it, mistaking it for laughter. ”

“When you're a kid all you know is that your dad puts on his suit or overalls and vanishes from your life until nightfall. Sometimes my pops came back exhausted and scarlet-eyed, as if he'd been eng...”