Maybe that’s how it always is, I thought – we all just go along, catching glimpses of one another, thinking we know everything.

When she realized that there are many kinds of love and not all of them are obvious. That some wait like presents in the back of the closet until you are able to open them.

She felt about her zester the way some women do about a pair of spiky red shoes – a frivolous splurge, good only for parties, but oh so lovely.

I hadn’t realized how much I counted on the emotional armor of his friendship until it wasn’t there, and.

I think one of the most fascinating things about perfumes is how they change with each person’s skin chemistry. I’ve always thought of them as verbs, not nouns. Truth, I’ve found, is much the same.

I’ve been wondering,” Isabelle commented reflectively over dessert, “if it is foolish to make new memories when you know you are going to lose them.

Jack’s marketing books had been a part of her life for so long that she had ceased to register their presence, simply moving them from the couch to the coffee table, from the bed to the nightstand. How to Sell Everything to Anybody. Eight Great Habits of CEOs. They all seemed to involve numbers, as if you could simply count yourself to riches, like following sheep to sleep.

Maybe your mind won’t remember what I cooked last week, but your body will.

The more she cooked, the more she began to view spices as carriers of the emotions and memories of the places they were originally from and all those they had traveled through over the years.

And that night she dreamed in French.