"With my last breath, I’ll exhale my love for you. I hope it’s a cold day, so you can see what you meant to me."
"You could empty the trash and my love for you still wouldn’t fit inside. But just because it won’t fit, doesn’t mean you shouldn’t empty the trash."
"An exercise in unknowing is not the same as not knowing or forgetting."
"The six squares of our love didn’t add up to a cube. Still, I took the oddly-shaped box down to the post office and tried to mail it into the future, when I’d be more prepared to open it."
"I want to go to Martha’s Vineyard. I have an aunt named Martha. And an uncle by that name. Neither one is related to me."
"How’s my mom? My mother’s well, like a painting—a Motherwell."