Love you..." Henry-" Always..." Oh God oh God-" World enough..." No!" And time..." Henry!
Audrey NiffeneggerThat's what alcoholics do. It's in their job description: fall apart and then keep falling apart.
Audrey NiffeneggerOh. A bigger studio. It dawns on me, stupid me, that Henry could win the lottery at any time at all; that he has never bothered to do so because it's not normal; that he has decided to set aside his fanatical dedication to living like a normal person so I can have a studio big enough to roller-skate across; that I am being an ingrate. "Clare? Earth to Clare..." "Thank you," I say, too abruptly.
Audrey NiffeneggerI'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)
Audrey Niffenegger