I know you have it in you, Guy, " Anne said suddenly at the end of a silence, "the capacity to be terribly happy.

What chance combination of shadow and sound and his own thoughts had created it?

The taste of Scotch, though Guy didn’t much care for it, was pleasant because it reminded him of Anne. She drank Scotch, when she drank. It was like her, golden, full of light, made with careful art.

I tell him his business, all business, is legalized throat-cutting, like marriage is legalized fornication.

I like to drink when I travel. It enhances things, don’t you think?

... I am done being in love with you." "Why?""I am in love with someone else. Someone who needs it more than you." "Who?" "Me.

When that hit the fan ... it was like an earthquake.

The older painting - well, it does have an effect all at once, I suppose, but it's of a lesser intensity than a lot of the American work in the last ten or fifteen years.

love is the every only god

Perseverance is another word for faith!

I find the light and work it, work it, work it.

I want to be the best leadoff hitter of our time.

Suffering itself is beloved: love and suffering are far closer to each other than love and pleasure.

I'll never let you part, for you're always in my heart

If the end is right, it justifies the beans!