It's hard being left behind. (...) It's hard to be the one who stays.

I hate to be where she is not, when she is not. And yet, I am always going. - Henry deTamble

He would say her name over and over until it devolved into meaningless sounds - mah REI kuh, mah REI kuh - it became an entry in a dictionary of loneliness.

Love you..." Henry-" Always..." Oh God oh God-" World enough..." No!" And time..." Henry!

Maybe I'm dreaming you. Maybe you're dreaming me; maybe we only exist in each other's dreams and every morning when we wake up we forget all about each other.

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.

that's what I love you for: your inability to perceive all my hideous flaws