She wonders if you can feel nostalgic for something before it's in the past, she wonders if perhaps her vocabulary is too small or if her chemical intake has corroded it and the music goes doowoah doowoah.

There are so many people in the world, and I want to know them all but I don’t even know my next-door neighbor’s name.

If nobody speaks of remarkable things, how can they be called remarkable?

The whole city stopped - And this is a pause worth savouring, because the world will soon be complicated again.

He says when your grandmother died your mother cried solidly for a week, solidly. She was crying with relief he says, it was like as if a door had been unlocked and she'd been let outside, she said to me I'm safe now. He waits, and he says this kid, when it's born, you mustn't ever let it think it's anything other than a gift and a blessing, do you hear me?

Everybodys got their own situation and their own needs.

I wonder how many ways there are for a mother to produce that wreckage in her own daughter, and my muscles tense as I think of them.