“Tomorrow is the end of the world and I am just wandering around and thinking only of happiness….”
“Or she may find out what is at the end of the harbor road…that wandering, twisting road like a nice red snake, that leads, so Elizabeth thinks, to the end of the world. Perhaps the Island of Happiness is there.”
“I am hopeful, though not full of hope, and the only reason I don't believe in happy endings is because I don't believe in endings.”
“Why are the only happy endings the ones where the couples get together?” I ask. “Can’t they just be friends? Can’t that be a happy ending too?”
“If the world ends tomorrow, understand that I regret saying no.”
“Just in case the world ends tomorrow," she said. "We might as well enjoy today.”