“They had created themselves together, and they always saw themselves, their youth, their love, their lost youth and lost love, their failures and memories, as a sort of living fiction.”
“Youth and what the Italians so prettily call stamina. The vigor, the fire, that enables you to love and create. When you've lost that, you've lost everything.”
“You know what happens to girls who loves lost boys? They become lost themselves.”
“But do you know what happens to girls who love lost boys? They become lost themselves. Without fail.”
“Aging is not 'lost youth' but a new stage of opportunity and strength.”
“...and when one of them meets the other half, the actual half of himself, whether he be a lover of youth or a lover of another sort, the pair are lost in an amazement of love and friendship and intimacy and one will not be out of the other's sight, as I may say, even for a moment...”