Nick Laird quotes:

What passes for love is imperfect knowledge. Not knowing, initially, allows faithlessness to dress up as its opposite; casts the inarticulate as enigmatic, the selfish as forgetful, the angry as impassioned.

an English girl might well believethat time is how you spend your love.

She was privileged enough to feel at home anywhere, and to equate squalor with authenticity.

There is such a shelter in each other.