A piano might fall on your head, he said, but it also might not. And in the meantime you never know. Something nice might happen.

I guess the difference between Gin and me is that when Gin got shut in the barn she thought Edmond didn't love her anymore but because I could feel Edmond out there somewhere always loving me I didn't have to howl all night.

My daughter is a fantastic travelling companion - she's totally organised, whereas I'm hopeless.

I noticed that once you realize someone's watching you it's pretty hard not to find yourself watching them back.

It was not a big smile, not particularly bold or polite or ironic or glib, not asking for anything or offering anything, not stringy or careless, not, in short, like any smile I had ever experienced before. But such a smile! You could burn a hole in the world with that smile.

Life is absolutely horrific, leading up to absolute horror.

I can't even trust my own imaginary dog. How much lower can a person get?