Nothing is beautiful and true.

It was the first time I had ever made love. I wondered if he knew that. It felt like crying. I wondered, Why does anyone ever make love?

Writers now are putting total faith in designers at Apple and Amazon. It's almost like a race-car driver having no input into how cars are designed.

I want an infinitely blank book and the rest of time.

...people with nothing to declare carry the most.

What about little microphones? What if everyone swallowed them, and they played the sounds of our hearts through a little speaker. [...] I wonder if everyone's hearts would start to beat at the same time.

She maintained a careful balance by her window, never allowing the men to come too close, never allowing them to stray too far.