“The word I think of is precarious. I am struck by how precarious it all is. How the things that hold us are only as strong as the faith we have in them.”

“faith gaped at him"how the hell did you do this?" He looked at her as if she'd asked the dumbest question in history. "I'm brilliant.”

“But it wasnt. Sex is not the most intimate thing two lovers can do. Even when the sex is beautiful. Even when its perfect. Millie drew a deep breath as if she remembered how perfect it had truly be...”