He excused himself for a nap, and this day blended into his dreams like like years blended into a life, unseen but still felt, the line between memory and present always bleeding.

Maybe I will always have to love the idea of love or a concept of God more than I can love a person.

Accepting uncertainty was the key to happiness.

I sometimes wondered why I even answered the phone, but I guess I always had the hope that it would be someone else, some other way of life calling for me.

The way children stretch time and the way adults forget that stretch could be one of the saddest differences in the world.

Will I ever stop being surprised by the ways people make hell?

Past love is as good as a past dream, intangible, impossible to share.

I couldn't decide how to feel about what he was saying, whether it was all nonsense or just more evidence that I would never understand this world.

But what had really happened? It was still unclear. Was it possible nothing of any significance had ever happened between us and our ending was just the sad process of realizing this?

It was possible she might not have the right feeling after all, that she wasn't in love, wasn't in limerence, but was in some unnamed place alone.

She was sure no one had ever been more in love than they were in those weeks, consumed by such longing, wanting to just be alive beside each other.

Because I want to know if I'm allowed to kiss your tears away. Because I want to be able to hold your hand. Because I like you.

Do you believe your heart to be, indeed, so hardened, that you can look without emotion on the suffering, to which you would condemn me?

Develop a skin as thick as a rhinoceros hide!

Humorists can never start to take themselves seriously. It's literary suicide.

There's not much music I'll listen to if it doesn't have pretty heavy swing. Rhythm is so important. Punk rock would have more power and feeling if it had swing.

You can't predict what someone else is going to do and when someone else is going to leave

There was nothing abnormal about it when homosexuality was the norm.

An important scientific innovation rarely makes its way by gradually winning over and converting its opponents: What does happen is that the opponents gradually die out.

I do not see why I should be polite to tyrants, who slobber of humanitarianism and think only of their own petty interests.

I don't think that Simon and Garfunkel as a live act compares to Simon and Garfunkel as a studio act.