Page 53 They’d been to the same party, and that wasn’t much but it was something. If you don’t have a witness, your past starts to feel fictional.
Page 98 But then, post-breakup, after a little time has passed, I want to meet him for drinks at some quiet bar and reminisce about the time we fled a collapsing country together. I want someone to get drunk with who was there in my past.
Page 157 “I think if you live long enough,” Nico said, “you become a migrant from another timeline. There’s the world you learn to navigate as you enter adulthood, and then that world slips away from you by degrees, and after a while there’s nothing left of it, but you’re still here. That’s what I mean.”
Page 182 Her ex-husband moved through life in search of offense, and was therefore extremely easy to offend.
Page 186 If we ever have kids,” Samir said, “do you think they’ll know us?” “What do you mean?” “As people, I mean. Or do we always just know our parents as our parents?”
Page 212 Nico seemed reluctant to rise from her seat, so I stayed with her as the theater emptied out around us. I liked this place, all the red velvet and gilt, the volume of empty air between me and the ceiling. I worked too much, I thought. I worked so hard and didn’t leave enough space in my life for beauty.
Page 244 But maybe the question wasn’t whether I personally had the capacity for murder. Perhaps it was more a question of whether anyone didn’t have the capacity for murder, given the correct sequence of misfortune and circumstance.
Page 261 An elderly man—my own age, which was an unpleasant thing to contemplate—sat in a lawn chair, sewing something.
Page 295 Sometimes living in this country felt like living at the end of the world. He tried to accept this, tried to find some meaning in it. Who will you be at the end of the world? I tried to be a good parent. I tried to be a good friend.
Page 296 “Let us begin,” she always said, “with some fundamental definitions. What is transport? It’s the movement of matter through time and space.” He loved the next part, and always smiled when he heard it. “Incidentally,” she said, “that’s also life.”
