There were times when I would forget her, though they were rare, and it would be for a time as though she had never existed; and then some passing girl’s inadvertent gesture, or an accidental...

She inhabited a world from which I was excluded, and she had left me in an immense empty space.

We go from disappointment to disappointment, from hope to denial, from expectation to surrender, as we grow older, thinking or coming to think that what was wrong was the wanting, so intense it hurt us,...

Your only vice is yourself. The worst of all. The really incurable one.