In all of my looking at happiness, one thing I noticed right away is that the opposite of happiness isn't unhappiness or even depression, it's anxiety. It is something that can constantly block our happiness, or our chance to reach that sort of meditative state in our work or our home lives.

A lot of positive psychology is stuck in being the psychology of privilege, and I reject that.

In my experience, staying in a marriage that my ex and I both agreed had all its best moments behind it was epically depressing.

A lot of women make choices based on how they saw their mother's choices working out, how they saw the choices of the women elders in their lives working out. There's some rebellion in that, but there's also some deep reflection.

Conventional wisdom tells us we'll only be happier after a divorce if the marriage itself was a war zone.

Artists and writers have to understand and live the truth that what we are doing is nourishing the world.

I don't know if my mother was a narcissist - or bi-polar or borderline. Those were words she tossed around over the years.