She found herself longing for home-not just for the hotel but for New York and all the real novels that she could lose herself in there.

A young woman, newly wed, may find herself in the delightful position of wanting to do nothing without the company of her darling husband. She may indeed discover that she spends all her waking hours with her fellow to the exclusion of every other friend or family member. This is understandable, but wholly unacceptable, to society.

All really interesting girls invent themselves.

Already she could feel the stunning weight of a lifetime of regret for letting him go, and she knew that it was enought to bury her alive.

Among her other talents were forgetting what she did not like and ignoring what she preferred not to see.

She was like a heroine in a novel that she herself was writing the character kept protesting that she was too strong for love and yet the narrator went on describing her desire.

That was the way love was, she guessed-it left you always unsteady on your feet.