She hadn't chosen him over all the others. The truth was that she hadn't even thought about anyone else.

The love of those we don't love in return settles on the surface and from there quickly evaporates.

He felt a furious sense of powerlessness, because he played no part in Alice's life, but by god she did in his, like a daughter whose name he hadn't been able to choose.

She was tired, with that tiredness that only emptiness brings.

Choices are made in brief seconds and paid for in the time that remains.

Feeling special is the worst kind of cage a person can build for himself.