I had waited for the tears to stop before I called him, waited until my whole body was empty and dry, hard as a fist. But now I felt the sadness rising again in my chest.

That was the problem with getting used to people – you had to miss them when they were gone.

Marriage is the most expensive ticket to nowhere.

Every time you answer the phone, someone is crying, someone is raging, someone is begging you to solve their problems.

But the places we come from don’t leave us as easily as we leave them.

This is the truth about things: If you take something that isn’t yours, it will never belong to you. You can try to hold on to it, but somehow, it will slip through your fingers. If something wasn’t meant to be yours, it won’t be. No matter what you do to keep it, you will lose it.

Don’t wait for the perfect moment. Take the moment and make it perfect!

I could hear him breathing on the other end of the line, the air moving through his lips, across his tongue, into his throat and lungs, then turning to silence as he held it there, thinking.

The whole wide world was just a big pile of strangers, thinking all the time about everything they were missing.

My whole body felt weak and hollow, like in one moment it might forget how to move, how to stand, how to breathe.