“I wondered if they got to enjoy being normal, to know just how terrific it was, or whether it was just invisible to them like air?”
“It was one of those great spring days, it was Sunday, and you knew summer would be coming soon. And I remember that morning Dorrie and I had gone for a walk in the park and come back to the apartment. We were just sort of sitting around and I put on a record of Louie Armstrong, which was music I grew up with, and it was very, very pretty, and I happened to glance over and I saw Dorrie sitting there. And I remember thinking to myself how terrific she was and how much I loved her. And I don't know, I guess it was a combination of everything, the sound of the music, and the breeze, and how beautiful Dorrie looked to me and for one brief moment everything just seemed to come together perfectly and I felt happy, almost indestructible in a way.”
“Many, many men have been just as troubled morally and spiritually as you are right now. Happily, some of them kept records of their troubles.”
“I love you, I really do...I just don't like you very much right now.”
“That’s the spark I’ve been looking for. The spark is the feeling that you were born to be this happy. And that’s how I feel right now.”