“Can a person who has been brought up in the heart of a thick dark forest, where one has to beat a path through multiple layers of trees just to take a letter to the post office, have any conception of what it’s like to spend one’s entire childhood waiting for a single tree to grow?”

“L'incarnation de ma négligence en matière de contraception me regardait en face.”

“Ceux qui arrivent à entrer un court instant dans la vie des autres peuvent avoir plus d'importance que ceux qui y sont installés depuis des années. (Rosa Candida, p.136)”

“... il n'y a pas d'amour raisonnable. Si l'on vivait une vie de seule raison, on raterait l'amour. (Rosa Candida, p.317 - et voir tout le dialogue qui précède aussi)”

“Our phone bills were astronomical, and when I found the letters Frank wrote me the other day, the total could fill a suitcase. Every single day during our relationship, no matter where in the world I was, I'd get a telegram from Frank saying he loved me and missed me. He was a man who was deseperate for companionship and love. Can you wonder that he always had mine!”

“The forest has been growing for hundreds of years. Each time a child is born, a tree is planted. You could see from his tree how old a person was. The tall and thick tree trunks, which gave the most shade, belonged to people who had already returned to the spirit world. But the trees of the living and the dead stood in the same grove, sought their nourishment from the same soil and the same rain. They stood there waiting for the children that were not yet born, the trees that had not yet been planted. In that way the forest would grow, and the age of the village would be visible for all time. No one could tell from a tree whether someone was dead, only that he had been born.”

“So this was where lust was satisfied. If I'd been an old-time miner I'd have asked for my gold nugget back.”