The things that cause you friction are the things from which you might make art. Surely losing is one of the most endemic frictions of our journey. - Naomi Shihab Nye

Did people who committed acts of violence think their victims and their victims' relatives would just forget? Didn't people see? How violence went on and on like a terrible wheel? (p225)

Outside, the sky felt deep and dark as if a large soft blanket had been thrown over the hills and valleys. (p54)

When you liked somebody, you wanted to trade the best things you knew about. You liked them not only for themselves, but for the parts of you that they brought out. (p255)