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

Oh. 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.

My apartment is basically a couch, an armchair, and about four thousand books.

I've noticed that Henry needs an incredible amount of physical activity all the time in order to be happy. It's like hanging out with a greyhound.

The cure might be worse than the problem

What we need,' Henry says, 'is a fresh start. A blank slate. Let's call her Tabula Rasa.

Don't you think it's better to be extremely happy for a short while, even if you lose it, than to be just okay for your whole life?