Catherine Lacey, The Answers Quotes
I sometimes wondered why I even answered the phone, but I guess I always had the hope that it would be someone else, some other way of life calling for me.
All your problems and all the answers to those problems exist in the boundaries of your body.
He would never be that way again. He would never have the power of that specific kind of not-knowing.
But what had really happened? It was still unclear. Was it possible nothing of any significance had ever happened between us and our ending was just the sad process of realizing this?
It was possible she might not have the right feeling after all, that she wasn't in love, wasn't in limerence, but was in some unnamed place alone.
She was sure no one had ever been more in love than they were in those weeks, consumed by such longing, wanting to just be alive beside each other.
It depressed me to think that I might have been looking at another person but seeing only myself.
I couldn't decide how to feel about what he was saying, whether it was all nonsense or just more evidence that I would never understand this world.
He excused himself for a nap, and this day blended into his dreams like like years blended into a life, unseen but still felt, the line between memory and present always bleeding.
Speaking felt impossible, as contained and enclosed as she was, a longing that went on a loop, a longing for nothing at all.
The way children stretch time and the way adults forget that stretch could be one of the saddest differences in the world.
Maybe I will always have to love the idea of love or a concept of God more than I can love a person.
