It's good to be in love.

A moment was not a single moment at all, but rather an infinite number of different moments, depending on who was seeing things and how.

Then she had been a fiancee, a young wife, and a mother, and she had discovered that these words were far too small ever to contain the experience.

You can't spend the rest of your life tiptoeing around to try and avert disaster. It won't work. You'll just end up missing the life you have.

Lately, the world felt fragile, like a blown egg, as if it might shatter beneath a careless touch.

In some deep place in her heart, Caroline had kept alive the silly romantic notion that somehow David Henry had once known her as no one else ever could. But it was not true. He had never even glimpsed her.

Norah watched him, serious and utterly absorbed in his task, overcome by the simple fact of his existence.