I tried--I swear I tried. But you didn't want to hear what I was saying, and I used that as an excuse to let it go on.

The job of reading is to use stories as a way into seeing other people as we see ourselves

Every second of your definitionally temporary consciousness, you are choosing how you spend something that will not last forever.

The weird thing about houses is that they almost always look like nothing is happening inside of them, even though they contain most of our lives. I wondered if that was sort of the point of architecture.

I didn't want to look at them, so I looked away, and to look away was to look at Augustus.

She loved mysteries so much that she became one.

And people are moody, dude. You gotta get used to living with people.