“Death, jewelry, or magic; it sounded like Valentine's Day.”
“Valentine's day without your love is like a year without the Internet.”
“The sound of the pages turning was the sound of magic. The dry liquid feel of paper under fingertips was what magic felt like.”
“Valentine's Day is the poet's holiday.”
“Roses are red, Violettes are bllue,Valentines day is consumerous crap,now don't you have ironing to do"Unlikely thing to read in a valentines day card”
“Because homeland is one of the magical fantasy words like unicorn and soul and infinity that have now passed into the language. And the particular magic of homeland, its particular spell over irie, was that it sounded like a beginning. The beginningest of beginnings. Like the first morning of Eden and the day after apocalypse. A blank page. (p.332)”