The air was hot and wet, as if it had absorbed the sweat of countless bodies. It dripped also with scandal.
Suddenly, she was gripped by the idea that if she changed her clothes her entire life would change as well.
If she could leave him so easily, if it was as easy as that, then why did she ever begin it?
Apa yang tidak kuketahui-saat masih muda dulu-ada dua jenis cinta. Jenis yang bermula begitu dahsyatnya dan pelan-pelan menghilang, yang terasa seperti tak akan pernah habis lalu suatu hari tahu-tahu...
And the city itself was just a glow on the dark earth...
She had another English word. She carried it all the way down the corridor.
What could not be changed must be borne. And since nothing could be changed, everything had to be borne.
The thing about getting older is that you don't need everything to be possible any more, you just need things to be certain.
If God wanted us to ask questions, he would have made us men (page 80).
When you have fallen low, she told herself, what hurts is pretending you are high.