Boy poison - a boy's kisses were like a poison, which infected you and after you were exposed you craved more, like an addict.

...[She] felt as if she were both a stranger to herself and more herself than she'd ever been.

I would have fallen in love with you anywhere.

Change and renewal are themes in life, arent they? We keep growing throughout life.

Painting keeps me occupied in those moments when travel can be aimless and even disorienting. Mainly it is a way to register at least some of the new impressions of a foreign place, when its thrilling barrage can sometimes overwhelm you.

...it occurred to her how some people continued through no design of one's own to be in one's life while others might initially enter in a sort of blaze and seem to change everything but then might not stay around.

Between children and parents there is a difficulty of seeing each other simply as people.