No barrier was strong enough to keep out the movement of time.

And then I understood that she had no idea what she'd done to my family. She thought love and hatred were equal.

It was the sort of beauty you feel so deeply it becomes contagious and somehow makes you feel beautiful too.

Remember what I've told you. Remember me.

Every fairy tale had a bloody lining. Every one had teeth and claws.

Some things you cannot wish away or think away. They become part of you when you remember them.

I read "The Group" by Mary McCarthy. It had tons of sex in it, or so I thought at the time.