Nothing changes what alreaday happened. It will always have happened. You either let it break you down or you don't.

It always helps me connect with characters, to think about what music they respond to

Or maybe it is only that we are so habitually inattentive that when some rare but simple geometry grabs us by the shoulders and shakes us into consciousness, we call our response sacred.

And then she thought that you went on living one day after another, and in time you were somebody else, your previous self only like a close relative, a sister or brother, with whom you shared a past. But a different person, a separate life. Certainly neither she nor Inman were the people they had been the last time they were together. And she believed maybe she liked them both better now.

It is a bad idea to live too long. Few carry it off well.

People who are isolated interest me, whether they isolate themselves or have been isolated by circumstances.

Disease is nature's revenge for our destructiveness.