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.

He's had a lot of chances to care, and he hasn't.

It's always nervewracking to put yourself out there. But it's the root of joy.

How terrible would it be to just wait there pathetically alone for him never to show up?" Eudoxia's expression grew more serious. "That's what you're doing anyway, my dear.

Age is not so much a feature of your character, as the spot where you stand for a pretty fleeting time on the arc of your life.

She must have sensed she never really had him. That was a sadness of hers, he knew.

He loved her for being so beautiful, and he hated her for it. He loved how she put shiny stuff on her lips for him, and he also reviled her for it. He wanted her to walk home alone, and he wanted to run after her and grab her up before she could take another step.