“... people who'd led dull and blameless lives did not give thanks for second chances.”

“The world was an awfully large place and it wasn't easy to find a person who'd gone missing sixty years earlier, even if that person was oneself.”

“People aren't daft, . . . give 'em a bit of love and they'll never stray.”

“She felt like a fictional character who'd escaped the book in which her creator had carefully and kindly trapped her, taken a pair of scissors to her outline and leaped, free...”

“She's one of the few people able to look beyond the lines on my face to see the twenty-year-old who lives inside.”

“...and time thickened so that the seconds passed like years.”

“There was a lid for each pot, she'd told me often and soberly, and she thanked God she'd found her lid in my grandfather.”