I keep thinking about this river somewhere, with the water moving really fast. And these two people in the water, trying to hold onto each other, holding on as hard as they can, but in the end it's just too much. The current's too strong. They've got to let go, drift apart. That's how it is with us. It's a shame, Kath, because we've loved each other all our lives. But in the end, we can't stay together forever.

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Poor creatures. What did we do to you? With all our schemes and plans?

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You say you’re sure? Sure that you’re in love? How can you know it? You think love is so simple?

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I can't even say I made my own mistakes. Really - one has to ask oneself - what dignity is there in that?

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Indeed — why should I not admit it? — in that moment, my heart was breaking.

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As a writer, I'm more interested in what people tell themselves happened rather than what actually happened.

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After all, what can we ever gain in forever looking back and blaming ourselves if our lives have not turned out quite as we might have wished?

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Sometimes I get so immersed in my own company, if I unexpectedly run into someone I know, it's a bit of a shock and takes me a while to adjust.

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Memories, even your most precious ones, fade surprisingly quickly. But I don’t go along with that. The memories I value most, I don’t ever see them fading.

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She always wanted to believe in things.

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