When Mum and Dad died, I thought I was going to die too. I was sure of it. But then I thought, what if I was already dead? But nobody else knew, and I was walking around dead. But everybody could see and hear me. That was dreadful. It only felt like dying because, actually, I was still alive. You have to be to feel that way. I wasn’t dead. I was just really, really sad.
To truly love another person is to accept that the work of loving them is worth the pain of losing them.
People do, don’t they? Mix up love and possession. I don’t think that should be possible. I mean, they’re opposites, really. Love and ownership.[to Jamie]
Do you know what life is really all about? Keys. See, people are like locked rooms. They’ve all got different locks and you’ve got to guess the shape of their key.[to Miles]
Dead doesn’t mean gone.
We can’t count on the past. We think we have it trapped in our memories, but memories fade. We could fade at any time.
There’s a difference between feeling good and feeling alive. The two aren’t always the same.
Sometimes, right can seem wrong, and wrong can seem right. But that’s the difference between children and adults. Seeing the big picture.[to Miles]
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Nothing holds, and all things change, given time. Change does not often announce itself. It does not trumpet its arrival. No, change is emergent. By the time one realizes it has arrived, it has already set its teeth.
I don’t know why brilliant young women are always punished.
All things fade. All things. Flesh, stone, even stars themselves. Time takes all things. It is the way of the world. The past recedes, memories fade, and so, true, does the spirit. Everything yields to time, even the soul.
Your parents loved you so, so much that, in a way, they’ll always be here.
