Someday was the thing he had, because it was a lot harder to ruin than today.

What if people knew they were recycled? Would that change anything?

A lot of friendship is about practice, that’s something I’ve learned as I’ve gotten older. It’s not simply some spiritual soul-bond of memories and longings, it’s really about having coffee every week, or talking on the phone every day or every other day - whatever suits you.

There was nothing new in sitting on this dock, on this or that wooden bench, watching for his boat to come. In some ways, she was always waiting for him.

she never showed girly weaknesses like cellulite or crushes. she never lingered on injustices committed against her.

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.

Someday was the thing he had, because it was a lot harder to ruin than today.