I can safely conclude that we are single because we want to be.

Man might have identified fire, but women identified the way to enjoy with it.

If a woman could take care of herself, would she still need a man? Would she even want one? And if she didn't want a man, what kind of woman would she be? Would she even be a woman? Because it seemed if you were a woman, the only thing you were really supposed to want was a man.

After all, it's woman, who decide, if a man is desirable or undesirable.

A writer must be fearless. A writer has to be like a clawed animal." -The Carrie Diaries pg. 337

The only way to look at men is like they're electrons. They have all these charges sticking out, and they're always looking for a hole where they can put those charges.

It’s tempting to wish for the perfect boss, the perfect parent, or the perfect outfit. But maybe the best any of us can do is not to quit, play the hand we’ve been dealt, and accessorize what we’ve got.