“It smelled of oily flowers, like the worn pillowcases of long-ago lovers.”

“Michelle had great admiration for criminals and crime, though only from a distance.”

“Michelle felt that if people didn’t like the way they looked in her book then they should have behaved differently.”

“This is growing up, having to stomp out love, this is how people turn terrible.”

“Maybe we could all take care of each other, I dreamed.”

“Gwynn, she was always talking about wanting to be drunk and honestly I did want to encourage that, I wanted to go to a bar with her and let all the stuff sobriety pushed down be released so I could catch it in my palms and finally kiss her. She was just so sad. Melancholy was a fleshy wave permanently cresting on her face, she had to speak through it when she talked.”

“I wanted her so badly, my heart hung out of my chest like some hound-dog's tongue, pant, pant.”

“I was so sad that day. My heart was trying to climb from my body.”

“She was just so sad. Her whole face hung with it, like sadness was her personal gravity.”

“You can’t let the apocalypse rule your life.”

“You can’t get lost if you have nowhere to be.”