“Why does it hurt so much? Why does it have to hurt?”
“If I'm dead," he murmured. "Why does it hurt so much?”
“Why does loving somebody mean you have to hurt them just as much? I mean if that’s the way it goes, what’s the point of loving someone? Why the hell does it have to be like that?”
“How wonderful to be alive, he thought. But why does it always hurt?”
“[Ruthie] ... if he was a good man, how could he leave me? So he must not be a good man. But if he isn't good, then why does it hurt so much to lose him?”
“Why love if losing hurts so much? We love to know that we are not alone. ”