You should find him because he loves you.

All the things she planned to feel, the way she planned to look and seem, the appropriate things she planned to say. None of them came to pass.

Women always seemed to bring the size they wished they were to the fitting room, rather than the size that would actually fit.

And I thought about the color and I realized what blue it was. It was the soft and changeable, essential blue of a well-worn pair of pants. Pants = Love

There were those emotions down there, and though she couldn't quite feel them, they were strong and she feared them. It was like watching a thunderhead from high up in a plane, and though you weren't under it, you knew how it would feel if you were. You knew you'd have to land eventually.

Sometimes you need to make a mess. -Loretta, the Rollinses' hosekeeper

We forgive and forget. At least I forgive and he forgets.