And if you were always spending your time getting over your past, how were you supposed to get on with your future?

It's hard to be careful, though, when you feel indestructible.

He leans over and kisses me. And suddenly, my life splits in two: before and after.

I don't go to parties to meet men. I go to parties to stand in a corner and watch people.

You know what they say: A woman needs a man about as much as a fish needs a bicycle.

I have this theory: If you forgive someone, they can't hurt you anymore.

You can get used to anything, I guess, if you've been there enough.