As all historians know, the past is a great darkness, and filled with echoes.

“Maybe that's what love is, I thought: it's being pissed off.”

“You shouldn't do that," said Laura. "You could set yourself on fire.”

“Happiness is a garden walled with glass: there's no way in or out. In Paradise …”

“It's old light, and there's not much of it. But it is enough to see by.”