Tell Me Everything (Amgash, #5)

by Elizabeth Strout

“My point is that every person on this earth is so complicated. Bob, we’re all so complicated, and we match up for a moment—or maybe a lifetime—with somebody because we feel that we are connected to them. And we are. But we’re not in a certain way, because nobody can go into the crevices of another’s mind, even the person can’t go into the crevices of their own mind, and we live—all of us—as though we can. And I respect that, Bob, I do.

And who—who who who in this whole entire world—does not want to be heard?

I wonder how many people out there are able to be strong—or strong enough—because of the person they’re married to.”