I think it's very pretty. Can it be pretty if no one thinks it's pretty? I think it's pretty. If you're the only one? That's pretty pretty. And what about the boys? Don't you want them to think you're pretty? I wouldn't want a boy to think I was pretty unless he was the kind of boy who thought I was pretty.

I kept thinking how they were all names of dead people, and how names are basically the only thing dead people keep.

Once you hear something, you can never return to the time before you heard it.

Each day has been chained to the previous one. But the weeks have wings. Anyone who believes that a second is faster than a decade did not live my life.

What is being awake if not interpreting our dreams, or dreaming if not interpreting our wake?

She extended a hand that I didn't know how to take, so I broke its fingers with my silence.

Was his death an essential stage in the continuation of his life?