“I had an alarm, I had nerve gas, I had a yogurt. What more could anyone want?”
“This is what I think: If you had the nerve to live what you lived, you should have the nerve to write it.”
“What I'm certain I don't want is to find myself someday in a new century, an old bitter woman looking back, wishing that right now I'd had more nerve.”
“Had I ever loved anyone more than I loved him? Had I ever revealed more of my soul to anyone than I had revealed to him? If my tears spilled now, he would see them. If I trembled now, he would know.”
“I knew what I possessed was exactly what I wanted, that I desired no more than what I had.”
“But everything had changed, and I was becoming more and more of who I really was, and less of this person I had thought I wanted to be.”