Love was a rare thing, easily confused with a million other things, and if anybody knew this to be true it was him.

You need to learn how to walk the world, he told me. There's a lot out there.

You keep waiting for the heaviness to leave you. You keep waiting for the moment you never think about the ex again. It doesn't come.

She smelled like herself, like the wind through a tree.

Used to be in the old days, only the pulp writers wrote like machines. Now everybody is expected to be literary John Henrys. So in that context someone like me is an anomaly.

The truth is there ain’t no relationship in the world that doesn’t hit turbulence.

[Donald] Trump is what happens in America every time it feels economically and politically threatened, and it encounters the limitations of its own white supremacists practices.