"We are all alone, born alone, die alone, and—in spite of True Romance magazines—we shall all someday look back on our lives and see that, in spite of ..."
"My mother... she is beautiful, softened at the edges and tempered with a spine of steel. I want to grow old and be like her."
"Did you know I always thought you were braver than me? Did you ever guess that that was why I was so afraid? It wasn't that I only loved some of you. ..."