She remembered me.' This was his worst weakness, his most toxic drug.

She loved her mother and depended on her mother, and yet every single word her mother said annoyed her.

Knowing where she was in the world, even if he never touched her, gave him a deep satisfaction, and he half despised himself for being satisfied with so little.

Relief is a short-lived emotion, passive and thin. The agony of doubt disappears, leaving little memory of how it really felt. Life aligns behind the new truth.

Marnie hated to see her spend so much of herself on someone who didn't care.

You thought you had the choice to stay still or move forward, but your didn't. As long as your heart kept pumping an your blood kept blowing and your lungs kept filling, you didn't. The pang she felt for Tibby carried something like envy. You couldn't stand still for anything short of death, and God knew she had tried.

It was wrong. But it was worth it.