All I can hope for is a reconstruction: the way love feels is always only approximate.

We thought we were running away from the grownups, and now we are the grownups.

We shouldn't have been so scornful; we should have had compassion. But compassion takes work, and we were young.

Eating is our earliest metaphor, preceding our consciousness of gender difference, race, nationality, and language. We eat before we talk.

I am not your justification for existence.

When they're gone out of his head, these words, they'll be gone, everywhere, forever. As if they had never been.

All fat women look the same; they all look 42.