If anything, he seemed a little lonely, all too ready to open his heart at the slightest sign of interst.
Tom PerrottaApparently even the most awful tragedies, and the people they'd ruined, got a little stale after a while.
Tom PerrottaMaybe that's what we look for in the people we love, the spark of unhappiness we think we know how to extinguish.
Tom PerrottaShe told her therapist it reminded her of coming home the summer after her freshman year at Rutgers, stepping back into the warm bath of family and friends, loving it for a week or two, and then feeling trapped, dying to return to school, missing her roommates and her cute new boyfriend, the classes and the parties and the giggly talks before bed, understanding for the first time that that was her real life now, that this, despite everything she'd ever loved about it, was finished for good.
Tom Perrotta