It's always nervewracking to put yourself out there. But it's the root of joy.

Sex could be a blissful communion,. But it could also be a weapon, and its absence, sometimes, was required for the establishment of peace.

She went around with a broken heart, and she wasn't sure who'd broken it. She thought it was herself, mostly.

Age is not so much a feature of your character, as the spot where you stand for a pretty fleeting time on the arc of your life.

A lot of friendship is about practice, that’s something I’ve learned as I’ve gotten older. It’s not simply some spiritual soul-bond of memories and longings, it’s really about having coffee every week, or talking on the phone every day or every other day - whatever suits you.

Maybe happiness was just a matter of the little upticks- the traffic signal that said "Walk" the second you go there- and downticks- the itch tag at the back of your collar- that happened to every person in the course of the day. Maybe everybody had the same allotted measure of happiness within each day.

I agree that a love of reading is a great gift for a parent to pass on to his or her child.