“He had a lot of different smiles, and Jane was getting to know them all.”

“Neither of them noticed Jane for a moment, which was for the best, as Jane looked like parts of her had been ripped up and flung into the wind.While Hunter smiled at Savannah, little pieces of Jane fluttered down to the parking lot. ...She waded through the litter of her old self and climbed into the battered Taurus.”

“I just figured something out. The difference in each of they’re smiles. Ian has that boyish sweet smile that says I’m dangerous, but good. Pike’s smile says I’m all bad boy but I want to show you I can be good. And Kin is all devil smile with a hint of secret ambition behind every lip curve. Jane Austen doesn’t know everything!”

“Ordinary persons, he said, smiling, found no differences between men. The artist found them all.”

“He reflected. 'I know a lot of different kids of people; what I want is to show each of them how the others really are. You hear so many lies! ”

“You know there are a lot of different aspects to ourselves. It’s good to meet them, even engage them if we want to. Or just say, “The hell with them.”