When someone you love dies, and you're not expecting it, you don't lose her all at once; you lose her in pieces over a long timeโthe way the mail stops coming, and her scent fades from the pillows and even from the clothes in her closet and drawers. Gradually, you accumulate the parts of her that are gone. Just when the day comesโwhen there's a particular missing part that overwhelms you with the feeling that she's gone, foreverโthere comes another day, and another specifically missing part.
John IrvingI still believe in getting married in churches and baptizing children. I go through those motions.
John IrvingI don't want you to describe to meโnot everโwhat you were doing to that poor boy to make him sound like that; but if you ever do it again, please cover his mouth with your hand.
John Irving