I was crying a little for the boy I had wanted him to be and the boy he hadn’t turned out to be.

Chocolate doesn't solve everything, Nana." "It solves a whole heck of a lot, though.

Saying you're through with romance is like saying you're done with living, Betty. Life is better with a little romance, you know.

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.

People are capable of great, great change during the span of one lifetime. And women even more than men.

Liz looks at the tissue box, which is decorated with drawings of snowmen engaged in various holiday activities. One of the snowmen is happily placing a smiling rack of gingerbread men in an oven. Baking gingerbread men, or any cooking for that matter, is probably close to suicide for a snowman, Liz thinks. Why would a snowman voluntarily engage in an activity that would in all likelihood melt him? Can snowmen even eat? Liz glares at the box.

Death is a state of mind---many people on Earth spend their entire lives dead.