I am fat with love! Husky with ardor! Morbidly obese with devotion! A happy, busy bumblebee of marital enthusiasm. I positively hum around him, fussing and fixing. I have become a strange thing. I hav...
I always feel sad for the girl that I was, because it never occurred to me that my mother might comfort me. She has never told me she loved me, and I never assumed she did. She tended to me. She admin...
You don't ever want to be the wife who keeps her husband from playing poker - you don't ever want to be the shrew with the curlers and the rolling pin. So you swallow your disappointment and say okay.
There’s no ‘When Your Wife Goes Missing 101.
She said in the way you might wish someone good luck on the lottery.
Please let him look. I didn't need to hide from someone courting oblivion as ardently as I am.
One should never marry a man who doesn't own a decent set of scissors.
New York was packed with writers, real writers, because there were magazines, real magazines, loads of them. This was back when the Internet was still some exotic pet kept in the corner of the publish...
I’ve got to get him out of my head—he still steps on my lines from a hundred miles away.)
I’m so sick of liberal lefty men practicing sexual discrimination under the guise of protecting women against sexual discrimination.
Instead there were paintings of sailboats, proper pastel pastorals, a portrait of Eleanor Roosevelt. The latter was particularly strange, since I’d known little about Mrs. Roosevelt, except that she w...
I've always believed clear-eyed sobriety was for the harder hearted.
He was born to be lonely, that’s what he knew for certain.
You know how people sometimes say they have to hurt because if they don’t, they’re so numb they won’t feel anything?
You have to admit you’re a jerk and that everything was all your fault. So, like, what men are supposed to do in general, I said.
You can like an immoral character because she’s interesting, not because you want to have her over for dinner.
The woman’s entire music collection is formed from Pottery Barn compilations.
TV goes to a commercial for air freshener. A woman is spraying air freshener so her family will be happy.
Stunned children stood in the middle of grubby yards.
She followed obligingly, and I kept waiting for those knicks at my heels.