If Doctor Nolan asked me for the matches, I would say that I'd thought they were made of candy and had eaten them.

Kiss me and you will see how important I am.

Sometimes I nursed starfish alive in jam jars of seawater and watched them grow back lost arms. On this day, this awful birthday of otherness, my rival, somebody else, I flung the starfish against a stone. Let it perish.

The trouble was, I had been inadequate all along, I simply hadn't thought about it.

Apparently, the most difficult feat for a Cambridge male is to accept a woman not merely as feeling, not merely as thinking, but as managing a complex, vital interweaving of both.

The future is what matters — because one never reaches it, but always stays in the present — like the White Queen who had to run like the wind to remain in the same spot.

we walk the plank with strangers.