I'm merely trying to give you the sort of argument that would appeal to your intelligence.

Well, you never knew exactly how much space you occupied in people's lives.

you once liked me, didn't you?, he asked. LIKED you- I LOVED you. Everybody loved you. You could've had anybody you wanted for the asking.

...their eyes are full of kindness as each feels the full effect of novelty after a short separation. They are drawing a relaxation from each other's presence, a new serenity.

If you are strong enough, there are no precedents.

One writes of scars healed, a loose parallel to the pathology of the skin, but there is no such thing in the life of an individual.

The notion of sitting down and conjuring up, not only words in which to clothe thoughts but thoughts worthy of being clothed--the whole thing was absurdly beyond his desires.