at its best it’s all the art of doubt

I just liked you too much, and I was scared it would repulse you. So what made you tell me now? Because on our last date, I just sort of liked you... and now I really like you. So I didn't screw things up because I lied? No, I think it's cute.

I'll be the strong one, the stable one, the dependable one because that's what I do. Everyone around me will fall apart because that's what they do.

I don’t know how useful that is as a disguise if people are reading the book and know that Armand’s name is Arun. [...] We don’t know exactly how he spent the two years, but I think there has been a regression. There has been a regression into a past version of himself. [...] Arun is Armand coming back out of his cocoon, his two years of sort of hibernating after this devastation. He’s coming out, he’s showing himself, and he’s like the baby version before coming back into Amadeo and Armand.