our job was merely to create the noise that seemed to fascinate them.

I always work in a room where there's no Internet to keep from being distracted so easily.

We're all made up of many parts, other halves. Not just me.

I know that attaching memories to books may be going out of the world, but while it lasts, it's a strong record of your life.

The more she thought about it, the more Madeleine understood that extreme solitude didn't just describe the way she was feeling about Leonard. It explained how she'd always felt when she was in love. It explained what love was like and, just maybe, what was wrong with it.

It was something every child knew how to do, maintain a direct and full connection with the world. Somehow you forgot about it as you grew up, and had to learn it again.

It was as if, before she`d met him, her blood had circulated grayly around her body, and now ir was all oxygenated and red. She was petrified of becoming the half-alive person she`d been before.