“But what could I do? Be stupid for a while? I wasn't sure I knew how, even after so many years of careful observation.”
“Cancer. The word meant the same to me as tsunami or piranha. I had never seen them; I wasn't even quite sure what they were, but I knew they were bad and I knew in many cases they were deadly.”
“I wasn't high, I wasn't wired, I just knew what I needed to do and how to do it.”
“I grip the edge of a sidewalk cafe table to keep from falling. The diners stare in alarm, but I don't care. I'm reeling, and I gasp for air. How can I have been so stupid? How could I have ever for a moment believed I wasn't in love with him?”
“I could have died... or cried...or sighed. I wasn't sure what I wanted to do more.”
“I wanted to be bad for once in my life. I just wasn't sure how to even go about doing that.”