If you didn't remember something happening, was it because it never had happened? Or because you wished it hadn't?

I close my eyes, thinking that there is nothing like an embrace after an absence, nothing like fitting my face into the curve of his shoulder and filling my lungs with the scent of him.

Coop kissed me deeply, drawing my breath from me in a long, sweet ribbon. "Perhaps I haven't mentioned it, but I'm an expert when it comes to first steps." Are you," I said. "Then tell me how." You close your eyes," Coop answered, "and jump.

Did you ever think that maybe what you see isn't really what's true?

I think there are crossroads in our lives when we make grand, sweeping decisions without even realizing it.

All it takes is a second and your whole life can get turned upside down.

That's the paradox of loss: How can something that's gone weigh us down so much?