“Nothing fixes a thing so intently in the memory as the wish to forget it”

“Tomorrow is Monday so it must be the weekend”

“....LondonLane: I’m sure I don’t remember everything. I remember the future the way you remember the past. You remember the really good and bad and forget some of the middle, right? LJH6678: Sure. LondonLane: Same with me. Why? LJH6678: Do you remember us having sex?...LJH6678: Well? LondonLane: Truth? LJH6678: YES! LondonLane: Yes.....Luke learned that he’s going to die young today and all he wants to ask me about is sex?”

“The simplicity of knowing what’s coming isn’t so simple after all.”

“for me, reading is remembering. the simplicity of knowing what's coming isn't so simple after all.”

“Okay, fine, we were married elsetime. Anyway, we died of whatever you die from, let’s say natural causes. But we were in love, so our souls keep finding each other in whatever forms our bodies take.”

“Jo Lane had in fact lived there for five years until she moved on. “Where did she go?” I asked innocently, not getting it. “I’m so sorry to be the one telling you this, but Jo passed last winter,” the young nurse said. “She died,” she added, probably because of my dazed look.”