A woman knows she can walk away from a pot to tend something else and the pot will go on boiling; if she couldn't this world would end at once.

When you're given a brilliant child you polish her and let her shine. Pigs in Heaven

How pointless life could be, what a foolish business of inventing things to love, just so you could dread losing them.

I'm never going to tell the reader what to believe; I'm going to examine these characters that believe different ways, and examine their motives.

I thought: this is how life is, ridiculous beyond comprehension.

A breeze shook rain out of new leaves onto their hair, but in their pursuit of eternity they never noticed the chill.

Memory is a complicated thing, a relative to truth, but not its twin.