The question I've asked more often during our marriage, if not out loud, if not to the person who could answer. I supposed these questions storm cloud over every marriage: What are you thinking how are you feeling? Who are you? What have we done to each other? What will we do?

Love makes you want to be a better man. But maybe love, real love, also gives you permission to just be the man you are.

To spend a life in dreams, that sounded too lovely.

Sometimes I think I won't ever feel safe until I can count my last days on one hand.

A child weaned on poison considers harm a comfort.

Nick is like a good stiff drink: He gives everything the correct perspective.

A town so suffocating and small, you tripped over people you hated every day. People who knew things about you. It's the kind of place that leaves a mark.