Everything is freedom and everything is loneliness. Make your choice and let the rest fall away.

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.

With each beat, the heart pumps nearly three ounces of blood into the arteries--seventy-five to ninety gallons an hour when the body is at rest.

Looking for the perfect day is not going to make us happy, because that day isn't going to come.

When I was a kid, my mother's parenting style teetered between benign neglect and intense bouts of violence.

In our cultural history, all emotions have been more culturally acceptable to women.

The first person who ever told me that happiness was work was this manic-depressive artist I knew when I was in my 20s. I was like, 'What are you talking about? Happiness just happens. That's even the root of that word. How could it be work?