“Everybody has to leave, everybody has to leave their home and come back so they can love it again for all new reasons.”
“Maybe the reason you can never go home again is that, once you're back, you can never leave...”
“Leave home, leave the country, leave the familiar. Only then can routine experience—buying bread, eating vegetables, even saying hello—become new all over again.”
“The truly terrible thing is that everybody has their reasons.”
“I could not have known then that everybody, every person, has to leave, has to change like seasons; they have to or they die. The seasons remind me that I must keep changing.”
“You can love one man and leave another and love a man and still leave him and leave a man without ever loving him, you can fuck everybody you meet or live like a nun and in the end you still wind up at Target.”