“Sometimes, he thought, all you could do was wait.”
“Sometimes holding on was all you could do.”
“I love you sometimes foolishly and at these moments I do not understand that I could not, would not, and should not be so absorbing a thought for you as you are for me...”
“Everyone else could get through to my mother: all they had to do was dial a number and wait for her to pick up. If only, I thought, it was that easy for me.”
“Patience, he thought. So much of this was patience - waiting, and thinking and doing things right. So much of all this, so much of all living was patience and thinking.”
“A man would do nothing if he waited until he could do it so well that no one could find fault.”