Feelings aren't sensible. Sometimes you fall in love with people who don't make sense. And the ones who do make sense turn out to be the wrong ones.

Don't worry about it. The right thing will come at the right time.

I don't just want to catch some guy and have a bunch of kids. I want to make something of myself.

Remember me? I'm back to my old self again. No responsibilities, no attachments, no encumbrances. I don't want to own anything, love anyone, or get too attached to people, places or things. It's a rule that seems to work well for me.

I'm surprisingly practical in much of my life, but not when it comes to my shoes.

What intrigues me is the difference in how women experience power, and how men do.

And the worst thing she had heard were the words he hadn't said, the fact that he hadn't loved her.