It is hard to stop seeing your son as a son and to start seeing him as a human being. It is hard to stop seeing your parents as parents and to start seeing them as human beings. It's a two-sided transition, and very few people manage it gracefully.

Indelible, adj. That first night, you took your finger and pointed to the top of my head, then traced a line between my eyes, down my nose, over my lips, my chin, my neck, to the center of my chest. It was so surprising. I knew I would never mimic it. That one gesture would be yours forever.

To love--to fall--is not a question. To touch--to kiss--to speak--those are questions.

That word again. Happy. It’s a curse. The pursuit of happiness makes us deeply unhappy. It’s a trap.Before anything else happened, there was me in bed, thinking of who you used to be. I don’t want you to think I forgot.

I guess it's a choice we make," she said. "What's a choice?" I asked. And she said, "How much of the world we let in.

When I am with you, there is nowhere else I'd rather be. And I am a person who always wants to be somewhere else.

Happiness is so rarely a part of my vocabulary, because for me it's so fleeting