“ He was in the flow of time now. He was in a story. ”
But what are they?” Annie asked.“An omphalos, probably,” said Jacob.“A what, dear?” Melinda asked.“A bellybutton of the world.”“I didn’t know it had one.
~ Caleb Crain
– I’m going to be a writer, he reminded Milo.– And you won’t need literature?– I’ll write my own.
By its nature a relationship was not an accomplishment. It was just a connection that happened to exist, for as long as it did exist.
Since he had given up men he had taken up geography. He visited a new sight or a new neighborhood nearly every weekend.
