It is so often surprising, who rescues you at your lowest moments.

It was like we were exchanging codes, on how to be a father and a daughter, like we'd read about it in a manual, translated from another language, and were doing our best with what we could understand.

I don't think so, I don't agree. The most unbearable thing I think by far, she said, is hope.

The wine glasses are empty except for that one undrinkable red spot at the bottom.

I knew if I ate anything of hers again, it would lkely tell me the same message: help me, I am not happy, help me -- like a message in a bottle sent in each meal to the eater, and I got it. I got the message.

It is all about numbers. It is all about sequence. It's the mathematical logic of being alive. If everything kept to its normal progression, we would live with the sadness-cry and then walk-but what really breaks us cleanest are the losses that happen out of order.

My lover is experiencing reverse evolution.