8 Quotes by A. Manette Ansay

If we just had some time to ourselves, we could talk to each other the way we used to. Maybe about nothing in particular at first, but even that would be a start.

It is a lonely thing, remembering for someone else.

Who else but a lover retains the ability to wound the other person with such passion, such precision? And who else but that lover has the capacity to heal what he or she has done?

I have this strange feeling none of this is really happening. Like I'm standing far away from myself. Like nothing is real. Have you ever had a feeling like that?

..and it occurs to me how fragile our lives are, how at any moment the sky can open and drown us, the earth can open and swallow us. I think of all the intricate ways our bodies can betray us, the accidents and the atrocities, the missteps and the misunderstandings.

I have this strange feeling none of this is really happening. Like I’m standing far away from myself. Like nothing is real. Have you ever had a feeling like that?

Infatuation is the inciting incident. Maybe it goes somewhere, maybe it doesn’t, but you can’t have a story without it. Love is the story itself, the thing we carry with us after the mountains are gone.

Religion in this country is worse than communism. Say the wrong thing, think the wrong thing and, look – there’s the Stasi knocking at your door.