All these perfect days, made of glass Put on the shelf where they can cast perfect shadows that stretch and grow on the imperfect days down below. ... perfect shadows that shift and glow... ... perfect shadows that shift and grow..." "Sam singing on page 256 of Linger.

I'm pleased to see that the cab is cluttered with cough drop wrappers and empty milk bottles and bits of mud-smeared newspapers made brittle by age. Neatness makes me feel like I have to be on my best behavior. Clutter is my natural habitat.

There doesn't seem like there should be an artful way to butcher a cow, but there is, and this is not it.

Tommy grabs my waist and swings me around in a circle. I drag my feet because i am opposed to people touching me when I'm not expecting it. Also because it will take more than dancing to cheer me up.

It's like thinking you're going to heaven, but when you get there it turns out to be Cleveland.

It is possible to be in love with you just because of who you are.

I'm a dirt road out in the country kind of person, but I remember thinking, I could live in Chicago.