Love's pure free joy when it works, but when it goes bad you pay for the good hours at loan-shark prices.

Perhaps all human interaction is about wanting and getting.

Strip back the beliefs pasted on by governesses, schools, and states, you find indelible truths at one's core.

...it’s not just the person who fills a house, it’s their I’ll be back later!s, their toothbrushes and unused hats and coats, their belongingnesses.

Little girls are like old cats. If they don't like you nothing on Earth will make them pretend to.

This world, he thinks, contains just one masterpiece, and that is itself.

Memories are their own descendents masquerading as the ancestors of the present.