“Love, even that love which is imagined, is sometimes all we have to get us through.”

“Love isn't logical, or even our choice. Love chooses us. Sometimes things have to get worse before they get better.”

“Love might have expanded her. But we are not all of us going to get loved. We are not all of us going to get expanded.”

“Even if we choose to sever the ties to all we ever knew as home, to redefine the spaces we live in, the emotions that seem most natural to us, the ways we have of loving, there is a haunting feeling of loss and admiration for the people we knew first and best. Even if we never speak to them again, they are our first and purest loves. There is, for all of us, a time in which they meant the world. Sometimes, that time lasts as long as we live. It is eternal as breath. It is changeless and deathless. Sometimes, it ends at a very early age. Sometimes, we cannot help ourselves. Things happen. (203)”

“The love that follows us sometime is our trouble, which still we thank as love.”

“I love you. We all do, even if some of us aren't very good at showing it sometimes.”