Young gentleman with whom she’s been osculating on
She tuned out the tour guide and heeded the October angle of the yellow light, the heart-mangling intensities of the season. In the wind pushing waves across the bay she could smell night’s approach....
Neurochemically, obsessive-compulsive disorder bears a conspicuous resemblance to falling in love. Scientists have scanned the brains of the pathologically obsessive and held them up next to brain sca...
He was afraid that if the idea that he was depressed gained currency, he would forfeit his right to his opinions. He would forfeit his moral certainties; every word he spoke would become a symptom of...
[P]art of having a complicated mind was understanding its limits, understanding that it couldn't think of everything. Stupidity mistook itself for intelligence, whereas intelligence knew its own stupi...
You thought you knew what food was, you thought it was elemental. You forgot how much restaurant there was in restaurant food and how much home was in homemade.
When I see an actress or actor drag deeply in a movie, I imagine the pyrenes and phenols ravaging the tender epithelial cells and hardworking cilia of their bronchi, the monoxide and cyanide binding t...
What lived on-in me- was the discomfort of how completely I'd outgrown the novel I'd once been so happy to live in
The world was ending then, it's ending still, and I'm happy to belong to it again.
The reason they outperformed her was that they accepted each new product without trying to understand it. They got behind the new pitch wholeheartedly, even when it was risible and/or made no sense, a...
The Astors and the Vanderbilts, their pleasure domes and money: she was sick of it. Sick of envying, sick of herself. She didn't understand antiques or architecture, she couldn't draw like Sylvia, she...
That everything in the society actually revolves about women, not men. The men are all looking at pictures of women, and the women are all communicating with other women.
THE CORRECTION, when it finally came, was not an overnight bursting of a bubble but a much more gentle letdown, a year-long leakage of value from key financial markets, a contraction too gradual to ge...
Stupidity mistook itself for intelligence, whereas intelligence knew its own stupidity.
She’d visited the Continent five times on vacation and twice on business trips with Alfred, so about a dozen times altogether, and to friends planning tours of Spain or France she now liked to say, wi...
She pondered the arrangements of the paintings on a wall like a writer pondered commas.
Pessimism, feelings of worthlessness and lack of entitlement, inability to derive satisfaction from pleasure, a tormenting awareness of the world’s general crappiness: for Katz’s Jewish paternal foreb...
On the other hand, some of the family’s impatience with the public is justified. When I use Federal Express, I accept as a condition of business that its standardized forms must be filled out in print...
Never been a washcloth user, no.
My practical intelligence said no, but my heart said yes.