"He felt tricked and defeated and it seemed to him that the bigness of his sorrow was too much to bear" (Chapter 1, pg. 14).

"[K]eep your chin up and your kilts down and let the wind blow" (Chapter 1, pg. 15).

"Perhaps that's good for a man — finally to know what suffering is, to know what a woman somehow knows almost from the day she's born" (Chapter 1, pg. 26).

"Ah, that sorrow hurries like the wind" (Chapter 1, pg. 31).

"[S]uccessful as he had been for many hours in forgetting all except the loss of her, she came back now to him swiftly, the thought of her exploding against his consciousness like a fist" (Chapter 1, pg, 37).

"Maybe that's the key to happiness — being sort of dumb, not wanting to know any of the answers" (Chapter 1, pg. 39).

"She made a grab for him, laughing; her mouth was big, open; round with...