I'd never met anyone so vibrant or alive. He moved like light.

Dogs are easy. If their tails are up and their eyes are soft, you're in.

The very rich only admire themselves

How unbelievably naive we both were that night. We clung hard to each other, making vows we couldn't keep and should never have spoken aloud. That's how love is sometimes. I already loved him more than I'd ever loved anything or anyone. I knew he needed me absolutely, and I wanted him to go on needing me forever.

Maybe happiness was an hourglass already running out, the grains tipping, sifting past each other. Maybe it was a state of mind.

And sometimes I think there isn’t anything to us but our mistakes.

I'd never met anyone so vibrant or alive. He moved like light.