I can forgive you for leaving, but not for coming back.

Since the world has changed so much, the same values don't lead to the same choices anymore.

Every night before putting her to sleep, Yankel counts her ribs, as if one might have disappeared in the course of the day and become the seed and soil for some new companion to steal her away from him.

I tried to think about other things. I tried to invent optimistic inventions. But the pessimistic ones were extremely loud.

Marriage is like a chess match is initiated and the board expands over time until it takes up all of a life.

We shouldn't be intimidated by someone else's idea of perfection if it will prevent us from taking steps we actively want to take.

....Worthy would-be worlds of words, whorls of working wonder.