The Summer Without Men: A Novel

“We chart delusions through collective agreement.”

“We are all dying one by one. We all smell of mortality, and we can't wash it off.”

“I will turn human anatomy into roses and stars and sea. I will dissect the beloveds body in metaphor.”

“There is no future without a past, because what is to be cannot be imagined except as a form of repetition.”

“Not telling is just as interesting as telling I have found. Why speech, that short verbal journey from inside to outside can be excrutiating under certain circumstances is fascinating.”

“A book is a collaboration between the one who reads and what is read and, at its best, that coming together is a love story like any other.”