Literature is not an instruction manual.

In truth, there are only two realities: the one for people who are in love or love each other, and the one for people who are standing outside all that.

You are a real find and you keep me satisfied, up to a point. After all, I'm a malcontent and you can't change that.

Because it is the Midwest, no one really glitters because no one has to, it's more of a dull shine, like frequently used silverware.

Every relationship has at least one really good day. What I mean is, no matter how sour things go, there's always that day. That day is always in your possession. That's the day you remember. You get old and you think: well, at least I had that day. It happened once. You think all the variables might just line up again. But they don't. Not always. I once talked to a woman who said, "Yeah, that's the day we had an angel around.

The point is that although love may die, what is said on its behalf cannot be consumed by the passage of time, and forgiveness is everything.

As my mother once said to me, ‘They’re quite crazy, dear – men are. What you look for is one of them whose insanity is large enough, and calm and generous enough, to include you.