The things we respond to at twenty are not necessarily the same things we will respond to at forty and vice versa. This is true in books and also in life

The theme of the dance was "Great Romances," or some such nonsense. There were projections of supposedly great couples from the past on the walls of the gym. Romeo and Juliet, Antony and Cleopatra, Hermione and Ron, Bonnie and Clyde, etc.

In life, Jane reflected, the most interesting things tend to happen when you're on your way to do something else.

I'm allergic to sad memories. It's the worst.

For the longest time after that, neither of us said anything. I was unaccustomed to his silence, but I didn't mind it. I knew near everything about him, and he knew near everything about me, and all that made our quiet a kind of song. The kind you hum without even knowing what it is or why you're humming it. The kind that you've always known.

It's sad when you think about it, but also kind of beautiful.

The casualities seemed to go on and on. Just when I thought I was done losing her, I would find yet another way to love her all over again.