The freedom to make mistakes is the one and only bonus of getting old.
I don't think marriages break up because of what you do to each other. They break up because of what you must become in order to stay in them.
Hate is funny. Love isn't. Love can kill you. Hate can keep you alive.
it was first love. There's no love like that. I don't wish it on a soul. I don't hate anyone enough.
You do know when people say 'chic,' they mean thin.
I did not survive everything. No one ever does. Little pieces of you - sometimes the best of you - get lost in a little lie here, a little joke there. And of course, the aftereffect is the tiny sob - unseen, unheard, deeply felt.