“Who chose burial monuments? Were the wishes of the deceased taken into consideration? It was a subject I'd never considered before.”

“Some hams hanging in the kitchen were taken out for burial”

“I never had to choose my subject- my subject rather chose me.”

“Sitting on the floor, I'd replay the past in my head. Funny, that's all I did, day after day after day for half a year, and I never tired of it. What I'd been through seemed so vast, with so many facets. Vast, but real, very real, which was why the experience persisted in towering before me, like a monument lit up at night. And the thing was, it was a monument to me.”

“Who says all the lines of love are supposed to match up? I'd never thought about it that way before - that maybe your perfect other wasn't everything you already were, but everything you were never going to be.”

“Leanne," he said. "I would never forget you. I'd forget who I am before I'd forget you.”