Nothing happens without intention, Willem. Nothing. This theory of yours - life is rules by accidents - isn't that just one huge excuse for passivity?

Her hands were freezing, just like they always were, so I warmed them, just like I always did.

Neither sleet nor rain nor a half inch of snow will compel me to dress like a lumberjack.

Something special is ending, and you're sad, but you can't be that said because, hey, it was good while it lasted, and there'll be other vacations, other good times.

Sometimes the best way to find out what you’re supposed to do is by doing the thing you’re not supposed to do.

It's quiet now. So quiet that can almost hear other people's dreams.

There are like twenty people in that waiting room right now. Some of them are related to you. Some of them are not. But we're all your family.' "She stops now. Leans over me so that the wisps of her hair tickle my face. She kisses me on the forehead. 'You still have a family,' she whispers.