I'm at a loss because I am in love with a man who is standing before me with no memories of me at all. (Time Traveler's Wife)

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

There are several ways to react to being lost. One is to panic: this was usually Valentina's first impulse. Another is to abandon yourself to lostness, to allow the fact that you've misplaced yourself to change the way you experience the world.

You can still be cool when you’re dead. In fact, it’s much easier, because you aren’t getting old and fat and losing your hair.

I love. I have loved. I will love.

Chaos is more freedom; in fact, total freedom. But no meaning.

I'm sorry. I didn't know you were coming or I'd have cleaned up a little more. My life, I mean, not just the apartment.