It comes out so quietly that I have to ask her to repeat it: “It’s just that I thought maybe you were married to me.

He is coming, and I am here.

Sometimes I'm happy when he's gone, but I'm always happy when he returns. -Clare

The choices we’re working with here are a block universe, where past, present and future all coexist simultaneously and everything has already happened; chaos, where anything can happen and nothing can be predicted because we can’t know all the variables; and a Christian universe in which God made everything and it’s all here for a purpose but we have free will anyway.

I have a sort of Christmas-morning sense of the library as a big box full of beautiful books.

It's funny how we like labels. If I ever have a bookstore, I'm not going to put any labels on the sections.

He looks sad. Or maybe that's just how he looks when he isn't doing something else with his face.