Our moment had passed somehow. I was different. He was, too. Without our “madness” to unite us, there wasn’t anything much there. Or maybe too much had happened in too short a time. It’s like when you take a trip with someone you don’t know very well. Sometimes you can get very close very quickly, but then after the trip is over, you realize all that was a false sort of closeness. An intimacy based on the trip more than the travelers, if that makes any sense.

Gabrielle Zevin in Memoirs of a Teenage Amnesiac

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Gabrielle Zevin (born October 24, 1977, New York City) is an American author and screenwriter.

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