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.

He could lose himself in her forever, he thought.

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

She kept walking. The very small, brave part of her brain knew that this would be her one chance. If she turned around, she would lose it.

Particularly beautiful people were like particularly funny-looking people, though. Once you know them you mostly forgot about it.

You are not going to die, I know I said I'd let you, but I can't.

You just have to let people love you in the way they can