I look back on my 20s. It's supposed to be the prime of your life, the most vital, the most beautiful. But you're making your critical decisions and sometimes your most critical mistakes.

You'll turn out ordinary if you're not careful.

When you remembered to forget, you were remembering. It was when you forgot to forget that you forgot.

She'd loved him as much as he'd let her. More than he'd let her.

Their friendship was only one aspect of their lives but it seemed to give meaning to all the others.

Maybe, sometimes, it's easier to be mad at the people you trust because you know they'll always love you, no matter what.

Once Paul told her that the beach was like him because it changed every day but it never made any progress. Later she remembered thinking that a normal person might have begun by saying that he was like the beach.