You don't make waves unless there's a reason, and it better be good. Because once you do, that's it. You're a trouble make, and they never think of you any other way.
Liz and Willie were passing a miniature chateau--even in its modified version, it was seven or eight thousand square feet--and Liz said, I guess I'm a Cincinnati opportunist. In New York, I play the w...
I decided we should get married no more of this running-through-the-rain shit. We should live in the same place, sleep in the same bed at night, wake up together in the morning, and whenever there's a...
Good manners means accommodating the person you were with.
I've always found the thousand dollar dinners more unsettling than the twenty-five-thousand dollar ones --- if someone pays the Republican National Committee twenty-five thousand dollars (or, more lik...
It was one thingfor a person who didn't really know me to act distant, but it was quite another for someone to get to know me and then back away.
It is not a camera, or a reporter, that makes something, real and genuine; more often, a camera or a reporter does the opposite.
And the things you said, the walk from chapel to the schoolhouse, your backpack, tests, these were a bridge running above the rushing water of what you actually felt. The goal was: learn to ignore wha...
All things being equal, why not be married to a rich man? (Somewhere, Hannah thinks, there must be a needlepoint pillow asking this very question in a cleverer way.)
When I was in junior high, I used to think I would turn out to be one of the guys, and boys would say, 'Oh, you're so great,' but they wouldn't date me. I thought I wasn't pretty enough. But then I go...
People to whom a terrible thing has never happened trust fate, the notion that what's meant to be, will be. The rest of us know better.
My own preferences had little bearing on the outcome of events.
Long ago I had become my own confidant.
I knew all this, I understood the rules, but still, nothing broke my heart like the slow death of a shared joke that had once seemed genuinely funny.
Since I was a small girl, I have lived inside this cottage, shelted by its roof and walls. I have known of people suffering—I have not been blind to them in the way that privilege allows, the way my o...
She really does like him, she likes lying next to him, she wants to be around him; when you get down to it, can you say that about many people?
Oh, how different my life would have been had I not grown up in the same house with my grandmother, how much narrower and blander!
Liz had tried not to experience the doubly insulting sting of being excluded by a person she didn’t care for.
Liz felt the loneliness of confiding something true in a person who didn't care.
It's good on the other side, but it's good on your side too. Enjoy it there. The loneliness is harder, and the loneliness is the biggest part, but some things are easier.