Male friends do not always face each other; they stand side by side, facing the world.
Whether animals admit it or not, they and I communicate.
Normal is absolutely my least favorite word.
I don't know why togetherness was ever held up as an ideal of marriage. Away from home for both, then together, that's much better.
Power consists to a large extent in deciding what stories will be told.
Whether deliberately, unconsciously or accidentally, she seems to have composed her own life so that its fitful, rudderless, and self-doubting first half was alchemized into gold when the austere bluestocking became the fallen woman.