We aren't in high school. We aren't really in our families and we aren't in our houses. Those are the places we grew up and the times we spent together, but they aren't us. If think they are, then we're lost, because times end and places are lost. We aren't any place or any time . . . We are everywhere.

Sometimes it is a relief to be invisible

Time is what keeps things from happening all at once.

His distress and pleasure mixed and married, giving birth to several anxious children.

There are some people who fall in love over and over.

It was probably good you couldn't flip the love switch because sometimes it was what you needed even if you didn't want it.

And I thought about the color and I realized what blue it was. It was the soft and changeable, essential blue of a well-worn pair of pants. Pants = Love