You protect the ones you love. He clung to the thought. Even if they ignorantly resent you for it.
Solipsism," said Felise. "I thought that too, for a while, but it was so obvious that my cat didn't think so, didn't think I was the only thing in the universe, that I decided it wasn't true.
And you've never married." "I don't know any women well enough to hate 'em that much.
Love isn’t in the category of normal things. Not any worthwhile kind of love, anyway.
He always had to use holy water—real holy water, from gallon jugs he filled from the silver urn at St. Anne’s—but though it impressed the customers, all he could see that it actually did was get stuff wet.