“Someday I'll get over you. I'll live to see it all through. But I'll always miss dreaming my dreams with you.”
“Maybe I can stand alone. Maybe I'm strong as stone. Even though the bird has flown, maybe you'll fly on home.”
“Who are these people sharing the street with me? What is going on in their worlds, inside their heads? Are they in love? If so, is it the kind that Mum and Dad have? Based on having things in common, like raspberry picking and a love of dogs, and Shakespeare, and long country walks? Or is it the knock-you-out, eat-you-up, set-you-on-fire kind of love that I have longed for-and avoided-all my life?”
“Sooner or later she'll figure out the truth: you're a shell of a man, all she has to do is knock against you to find out you're empty.”
“But there's more to this world than meets the eye, isn't there?”
“There's no match for the silence of GOD.”