“Maybe it's not too late to learn how to love and forget how to hate.”

“Now how about waffles for breakfast? Or is too late for breakfast?”Mitch rested back in his chair. “Maybe too late for breakfast, but it’s never too late for waffles.”

“It's not the side-effects of the cocaine - I'm thinking that it must be love.It's too late to be grateful,It's too late to be hateful,It's too late to be late again,The European canon is here.- Station to Station”

“It's funny how you can forget everything except people loving you. Maybe that's why humans find it so hard getting over love affairs. It's not the pain they're getting over, it's the love.”

“Where other women ... were lovely, Annie Gamache was alive. Late, too late, Jean Guy Beauvoir had come to appreciate how very important it was, how very attractive it was, how very rare it was, to be fully alive.”

“Maybe it was I who needed to learn how to be quiet instead of cluttering the moment with too many words.”