It might sound ordinary for a woman to find out her husband's cheating on her, but not if you're the woman and it's your husband.

In the cab to the station, he told me that when he was growing up he'd see a look of pleasure cross his mother's face and ask what she was thinking: she'd say, I was just thinking of your father. "That's how I want us to be," Archie said. I smiled. "What?" I said, "I was just thinking of your father.

i realize i will never hear from dena again, and i will never call her. it gives me a chill. it is a strange thing to end a friendship, even if you know it's what you want. it's like a death; all of a sudden your experience of a person become finite.

Time. There seems to be vast quantities of the stuff spooling around me in all directions, everywhere i look. Days and hours. Weeks and minutes. Years. The hard part, ive discovered, is filling it.

You sense that he's dangerous but don't now why - and wonder if it's because he makes you feel safer than you've ever felt.

The only relationships I haven't wrecked right away were the ones that wrecked me later.

It scares me how fast I go from disliking to loving him, and I wonder if it’s this way for everyone.