"Loyal to nothing my husband. So why did I love him from early girlhood to late middle age and the divorce decree came in the mail? Beauty. No great secret. Not ashamed to say I loved him for his beauty. As I would again if he came near. Beauty convinces."
"Monsoon cumulus is subject to a phenomenon called Conditional Instability of the Second Kind, caused by the eccentric passage of heat through its various layers and, banging through all that grumous air, I thought we might be getting some of it now."
"As a child I read Jane Eyre, and again later, as a university student. It is, above all, a novel about submission. Confinement and submission—zones of submission. All spaces in the novel are enclosures of female submission...each a zone of submission and indoctrination to familial tyranny, institutional and religious doctrine, and white masculinity. The major ethical event is how Jane will resist or inhabit these zones of submission: the love plot is what follows."
"What did she want to ask me? Do I have regrets? Was it worth it? Or maybe she wanted more practical advice...I finally recognized her expression—an amalgamation of fear and awe. The girl wasn't seeking my advice. I was about her age when I, too, saw my first old younger woman."
"The inexchangeable pleasure of her conversation. Just to walk the streets saying things, anything, just the act itself, walking together at the same speed, and talking, purely to amuse and please one another, to make each other stupidly laugh, for no further accomplishment, no higher purpose, to let their words rise and disperse forever in the damp brackish air."
"Right when I wanted a hurricane there was a hurricane. I had longed to be swept off my feet, to get entangled in something, and I had the good luck of getting exactly what I'd asked for, the bad luck of getting everything I thought I wanted, the good luck and the bad luck of having my prayers about passionate love heard."
"Leslie and I got past compatibility, to that place where you surprise yourself with how badly you want to stay in that liminal pocket together, how desperate and unattractive you're willing to be to experience uncompromised joy."
"Lilya had never seen such men—she could not say she liked him in himself, but he evoked her interested respect."
"None of the humans are satellites the way she is, in her orbit around Doug...He is the only star in their system, she realizes. He has no competition, no need to listen to Annie like she's her own protagonist because she's not. She has no outside, separate life beyond his. They have no issues of imbalance between them because they have no question, ever, about who has complete power."
"A lot of writing consists of waiting around for the aquarium to settle so you can see the fish. Walking around muttering seems to hasten the process. Taking public transportation nowhere helps. Looking out the bus window helps your mind move forward. Don't listen to anything but natural sound. Don't look at anything you have to turn on. This is about the pleasure of silence."