I had feared that Rosie would not love me. Instead, it was I who could not love Rosie.
You know what I like about New York? he said. There are so many weird people that nobody takes any notice. We all just fit right in.
After the most basic physical requirements are satisfied, human happiness is almost independent of wealth. A meaningful job is far more important.
Love is a powerful feeling for another person, often defying logic.
I could have argued that her wanting to do something for me meant she was ultimately acting in her own interests, but it might provoke more of the ‘don’t fuck with me’ behaviour.
It may have been due to the effect of the gordo blanco on my cognitive functions, but I was suddenly overwhelmed by an extraordinary feeling—not of satisfaction but of absolute joy. It was the feeling...
I haven’t really noticed, I told the most beautiful woman in the world.
Rationality was returning to deal with the mess that emotions had created.
Why do people value others’ time so little? Now we would have the inevitable small talk. I could have spent fifteen minutes at home practicing aikido.
You want a beer? she said. A beer! At 3:01 a.m. Ridiculous. Yes, please.
All of us are programmed-genetically programmed-to keep doing what's worked for us, and to avoid things that didn't work.
Dishonesty was part of the price of being a social animal, and of marriage in particular.
Rosie and I were on our way to New York, where being weird is acceptable.
Watch some kids, watch them play. You’ll see they’re just little adults, only they don’t know all the rules and tricks yet.
It seems hardly possible to analyse such a complex situation involving deceit and supposition of another person’s emotional response, and then prepare your own plausible lie, all while someone is wait...
I know this song!’Rosie laughed. ‘If you didn’t, that’d be the final proof that you’re from Mars.
If she's a psychology student, she'll love talking about herself.
I was suddenly angry. I wanted to shake not just Lydia but the whole world of people who do not understand the difference between control of emotion and lack of it, and who make a totally illogical co...
I never watch sports. Ever. The reasons are obvious—or should be to anyone who values their time.
Another world, another life, proximate but inaccessible. The elusive . . . Sat-is-fac-tion.
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