She’s never where she is,' I said. 'She’s only inside her head.
Life should always be like this. ... Like lingering over a good meal.
After all the fears, the warnings, after all, a woman's mistakes are different from a girl's. They are written by fire on stone. They are a trait and not an error.
I felt like time was a great sea, and I was floating on the back of a turtle, and no sails broke the horizon.
I felt beautiful but also interrupted. I wasn't used to being so complicated.
There is no God, there is only what you want.