“She's incredible, not that she's perfect. But you once said imperfections create character.”

“imperfections create character...”

“She is angle. I amcurve. Together, we are geometricsculpture, and we make perfect sense.”

“Or might the soul clone itself,create a perfect imitationof something yet to bedefined? In this way,can a reflection be altered?”

“TransformationIsn't easy when most of the people in your life think you're already perfect, and want you to stay just how they see you. Try to begina new phase, you'd better expectpush-back. Try to create a whole new you, your friend list will shrinkconsiderably.”

“Perfect?How do you define a word withoutconcrete meaning? To each his own, the saying goes, sowhy push to attain an ideal state of being that no two random people will agree iswhereyou want to be? Faultless.Finished. Incomparable. Peoplecan never be these, and anyway,whendid creating a flawless facadebecome a more vital goalthan learning to love the person wholives inside your skin?The outside belongs to others.Only you should decide for you---whatis perfect”

“One Time, One Daybetween Davie and Roberta ,I asked my mom why she persisted,kept on having baby after baby, She lookedat me, at a spot between my eyes,blinking like I had suddenly fallencrazy. She paused before answering as ifto confide would legitimize my fears.She drew a deep breath, leaned againstthe chair. I touched her hand and I thought she mightcry. Instead she put baby Davie in my armsPattyn, she said, it's a woman's role.I decided if it was my role, I'd rather disappear.”