Watching them, she realized they made so much sense together. Every look, every touch, was a reassurance, almost electric, as if they were shocking each other with every contact.

Every life needs a little space. It leaves room for good things to enter it.

She looked like autumn, when leaves turned and fruit ripened.

Why were girls in such a hurry to grow up? Agatha would never understand. Childhood was magical. Leaving it behind was a magnificent loss.

That's the fairy tale. You meet, you fall in love, you kiss, and neither of you is revolted by it. You get married and have kids and live happily ever after.

When you know something’s wrong, but you don’t know exactly what it is, the air around you changes.

Men of thoughtless actions are always surprised by consequences.