sometimes we have absolutely no idea where we are, we need the smallest clue to show us where to begin.

To mention it was to ask a favor and that as you were too generous, and as for her to ask was always to have, she wouldn't

Perhaps it would have been easier if I said that not being able to find something is like suddenly not remembering the words to your favorite song that you knew by heart. It’s like suddenly forgetting the name of someone you know really well and see every day, or the name of a television show you watched for years. It’s something so frustrating that it plays on your mind over and over again because you know there’s an answer but no one can tell you it. It niggles and niggles at me and I can’t rest until I know the answers.

Sometimes you have to give yourself to somebody in order to see who you are. Sometimes you have to unravel things to get to the core

Twice we stood beside each other at the altar, Rosie. Twice. And twice we got it wrong. I needed you to be there for my wedding day but I was too stupid to see that I needed you to be the reason for my wedding day. But we got it all wrong.

Often when we realize how precious those seconds are, it's too late for them to be captured because the moment has passed. We realize too late.

We're so arrogant, aren't we? So afraid of age, we do everything we can to prevent it. We don't realize what a privilege it is to grow old with someone. Someone who doesn't drive you to commit murder or doesn't humiliate you beyond repair.