“If you don’t want a generation of robots, fund the arts!”
— Cath Crowley
“The stars are on the inside. They are effing beautiful.”
— Cath Crowley
“How can I explain to her that I just can’t come home? It’s too soon, it’s too late; I do want to be with Helen every second of the day but at the same time I don’t want to be with her at all. I want to have back what I felt at the beginning. I could no more leave her then than leave my arms or legs. How do you find the beginning, though? There are no roads or signs. You start to doubt it even exists. The hardest thing isn’t deciding that I want to go back to when Helen and Gracie and I were us. The most difficult thing is finding the map to get there.”
— Cath Crowley
“We watch her walk into the spotlight she’s been been hiding from most of her life. Sure, friendship is all about believing in someone so hard they believe it, too. Sure, it’s about trust. But if anyone hurts her tonight, it’s about ripping them apart with my bare hands and really enjoying it.”
— Cath Crowley
“I love lying here with you, under the books.”
— Cath Crowley
“I’m always looking for what will make me whole. What will make me happy? Somewhere along the way I started to think it wasn’t Helen anymore. She hasn’t changed. Her laugh is still the one I remember. Her finger is still the one I put the ring on all those years ago. I can’t understand why I don’t want to curve next to her, keep her back warm anymore. Surely you don’t lose love like keys?”
— Cath Crowley
“If my like for you was a football crowd, you’d be deaf ’cause of the roar. And if my like for you was a boxer, there’d be a dead guy lying on the floor. And if my like for you was sugar, you’d lose your teeth before you were twenty. And if my like for you was money, let’s just say you’d be spending plenty.”
— Cath Crowley
“The past is with me; the present is here. The future is unmapped and changeable. Ours for the imagining: spreading out before us. Sunlight filled, deep blue, and the darkness.”
— Cath Crowley