I think about the hurt that stories cannot ease, not with a thousand tellings.

I learned that night that love is never as ferocious as when you think it is going to leave you. We are not always allowed this knowledge, and so our love sometimes becomes retrospective.

Odd how intensely you knew a person, or thought you did, when you were in love-soaked, drenched in love-only to discover later that perhaps you didn't know that person quite as well as you had imagined.

I have always been faithful to you if faithful means the experience against which everything else has been measured.

A single action can cause a life to veer off in a direction it was never meant to go.

There are more experiences in life than you’d think for which there are no words.

I loved him," Muire said. "We were in love." As if that were enough.