“Like anyone cared where I was, or who I was.”
“If I make a fool of myself, who cares? I'm not frightened by anyone's perception of me.”
“I am jealous of anyone who can make other people care so much.”
“Was it only because he happened to be the one who came along when he did? Could it have been anyone? Or was there something about him, that I liked and cared at?”
“I feel sorry for anyone who is in a place where he feels strange and stupid.”
“I like trains. I like their rhythm, and I like the freedom of being suspended between two places, all anxieties of purpose taken care of: for this moment I know where I am going.”