The big reason why folks leave a small town,' Rant used to say, 'is so they can moon over the idea of going back. And the reason they stay put is so they can moon about getting out.' Rant meant that no one is happy, anywhere.

Most people would never admit it, but they'd been bitching since they were born. As soon as their head popped out into that bright delivery-room light, nothing had been right. Nothing had been as comfortable or felt so good. Just the effort it took to keep your stupid physical body alive, just finding food and cooking it and dishwashing, the keeping warm and bathing and sleeping, the walking and bowel movements and ingrown hairs, it was all getting to be too much work.

I know this because Tyler knows this.

There are worse things you can do to people you love than kill them.

We've been speaking English as a second language so long that we've forgotten it as our first.

Ever since college, I make friends. They get married. I lose friends.

To hell with housework, our top priority has always been between our legs.