I've never tried to assert my views unless they are self-evident, not reliant on an argument from me to prove or disprove them: Breast-cancer awareness and AIDS prevention are good. Illiteracy is bad....
I'm old enough to know that sometimes you don't get a second chance.
I wonder if they are the only three in the world: the man who is with you completely, the man who is with you but not with you, the man who will get as close to you as he can without ever becoming you...
I wanted to hold happiness in reserve, like a bottle of champagne. I postponed it because I was afraid, because I overvalued it, and then I didn't want to use it up, because what do you wish for then?
I wanted my life to start - but in those rare moments when it seemed like something might actually change, panic shot through me.
I have been granted the terrible privilege of deciding what would have happened with no one left to contradict me. And maybe I am absolutely wrong.
Her prettiness was factual and obvious, the way a flag was patriotic or a puppy was cute—not an interesting prettiness, but also not contingent on taste.
He seemed simultaneously like a stranger and someone she knew extremely well; there was either an enormous amount to say or nothing at all.
Coordinating the calendars of five men in their forties is like herding cats.
But I should note, for all my resistance to organized religion, that I don't believe Charlie could have quit drinking without it. It provided him with a way to structure his behavior, and a way to exp...
Because honestly, to this day, I don't really know what made him interested in me. It's not that I hate myself, at least not most of the time - it's just that it wouldn't have been difficult for Jason...
Approaching each other, him from the gym, me from the library- this was when I walked down the aisle and he was waiting, this was when we made love, it was every anniversary, every reunion in an airpo...
And the reason I'm telling you all this is that I want you to know no one in my life has ever made me feel worse about myself than you.
About a year before, Kitty and Lydia had embraced CrossFit, the intense strength and conditioning regimen that involved weight lifting, kettle bells, battle ropes, obscure acronyms, the eschewal of mo...
She might even have felt that self-congratulatory pride that heterosexual white people are known to experience due to proximate diversity.
When you are a high school girl, there is nothing more miraculous than a high school boy.
When they left the bar, before parting ways in Port Authority, they stood on the corner of Forty-second Street and Seventh Avenue and continued talking; there were between them always an infinite numb...
Time seemed, as it always does in adulthood after a particular stretch has concluded, no matter how ponderous or unpleasant the stretch was to endure, to have passed quickly indeed.
This possibility was not flattering to me; it was terrifying. There were other things a guy could think I was, and he wouldn't be entirely wrong - nice, or loyal, or maybe interesting. Not that I was...
There's a belief that to take care of someone else, or to let someone else take care of you - that both are inherently unfeminist. I don't agree. There's no shame in devoting yourself to another perso...