"When you build on lies, you build strong and solid. It was the truth that undid you." Chapter 32, pg. 229

"They were no longer relevant to each other's lives except for the hope that they would be relevant...the sick sweet rotting mulch of the human heart." Chapter 36, pg. 255

"Maybe everyone felt felt this way at some point when one recognized there was a depth to one's life and emotions beyond one's own significance." Chapter 38, pg. 272

"Once you start scratching, my dear, you cannot stop." Chapter 39, pg. 275

"There was grace in forgetting and giving up, she reminded it; it was childish not to —everyone had to accept imperfection and loss in life." Chapter 39, pg. 276

"How could you have any self-respect knowing you didn't believe in exactly anything?" Chapter 40, pg. 285

"In this life, he remembered again, you must stop your thoughts if you wished to remain intact, or guilt...