There are so many things I can't believe. That people deserve what they get, both bad and good. That one day I'll live in a world where people are judged by what they do instead of who they are. That happy endings don't have contingencies and conditions.

Maybe you expected marriage to be perfect - I guess that's where you and I are different. See, I thought it would be all about making mistakes, but doing it with someone who's there to remind you what you learned along the way.

I think...she said finally, "that all of us have got our ghosts.

I think there are two different oceans - the one that plays with you in the summer, and the one that gets so mad in the winter.

Time is an optical illusion- never quite as soild or strong as we think it is

A heroin-thin boy with enough rings in his eyebrows to resemble a shower curtain rod.

So much of marriage was implicit and nonverbal. Had I gotten so complacent I'd forgotten to communicate?