“did I mention my first kiss was extracted by someone who never should have been that lucky?”

“When it's this windy doesn't it seem impossibleto grow old?”

“O, to be stung by an errant bee. O, to sting.O, to see you again. Covered in spring.”

“The situation is grave: the way we lean over each other, the way years later we emerge: hunchbacked, hooded, with full grown tender things called souls.”

“...maybe, if you're lucky enough to have someone who really cares about you, someone you can trust, someone who reminds you to believe in yourself, you can survive absolutely anything...”

“There was no confusion of our bodies. I knew which arm was his and which mine, and which leg, and which shoulder. I did not lose track and kiss my own arm, or whatever came near my mouth. THe smallest motion did not immediately lead to another motion. It was not endless, I did not go more and more deeply into my body and his body as though to go as far as possible from my mind, and his mind, so conscious, so unrelenting. It did not end while it was still in the middle.”

“If you have never been hated by your child, you have never been a parent.”