52 Quotes by Abigail Thomas

For better or for worse, but not for lunch,...

The house had been torn down. Nothing is left but the old white fence. There used to be privet bushes everywhere. "The smell of privet is the smell of summer for me," I say to Catherine."Yes, Mom." she says, "I know, Your memories are my memories now.

He remembers what I forget and I remember what he forgets. It's too late for either of us to make another old friend.

Napping is divine, but I no longer have all the time in the world.

I was young once and slender and pretty and I made the most of it. It's somebody else's turn now.

Once upon a time, when I was young, his forgetting might have rendered my memory meaningless. I no longer require so much from life.

There are those people who can eat one piece of chocolate, one piece of cake, drink one glass of wine. There are even people who smoke one or two cigarettes a week. And then there are people for whom one of anything is not even an option.

A couple of years ago my sister Judy and I were each given a box of truffles. The tiny print said two pieces contained 310 calories and there were six pieces in each box. We were sitting on the bus headed downtown, quietly doing our calculations: Judy was dividing by two and I was multiplying by three. When she realized what I was doing, a look came over her face that is hard to describe. 'I lost all hope for you' she says now.

It ended sadly. The kind of ending where you wait together, holding hands and weeping, while off in another room, love slowly dies.