“We will not stick our heads in ovens. We will not throw ourselves from bridges, nor weight our pockets, nor disturb our veins.”

“We will know each other by the way our watches slip from our wrists, the bruises on our knees, our winged shoulder blades tenting silk dresses.”

“We pass each other notes in the hollows of our collarbones.”

“We love our secrets; anything hidden is so dear to us, we who are always on display”

“A bridge is no stronger than its weakest span.”

“Underwater, we are transparent”

“He gives her a lump of grief that has hardened at the bottom of the canvas pocket at his waist. He gives her a hard lump of grief to use as bait. It rings like a coin in the river.”