A part of her wanted to tell him she still loved him, and that even though this love was hopeless and long over, it still consumed her year after year. It was a tangled hairball of feelings and she couldn't pull forth any one strand.

How many times could you give up on someone you loved?

Don't ask me any questions right now. I'm grumpy and I'll probablly make fun of you. -Effie Kaligaris

The ocean was the best place, of course. That was what she loved most. It was a feeling of freedom like no other, and yet a feeling of communion with all the other places and creatures the water touched.

Every life I start with her, my original sin. I know myself through her.

I like that you let yourself be surprised

I don't have the life of a famous person. But I do feel like I've been able to connect with a lot of people.