“Ryder has appeared in my dreams once in a while, and in my thoughts a little more often through the last five years (...)”

“I feel as if I am the eye of my own storm, still, like the mermaid, at the center of my own chaos.”

“I don't know if I liked my life then, I just lived it.”

“She turns and walks on to the plane and the red dress flips and swishes through the doorway, vanishing from his sight but burned on to his retina like a hot kiss.”

“What will it be like to be one instead of half of two?”

“It's like grains of sand crumbling in warning at the beginning of a landslide to realise I have not missed him.”

“O little one, My little one, Come with me, Your life is done. Forget the future, Forget the past. Life is over: Breathe your last.”