iv. who was it who invented size zero? who was it who promised that if you got to a certain point you would no longer be?

His books are kept on freestanding shelves hung at different angles on a sea-green wall. They defy gravity, as good books should.

Why do we feel the need to disconnect in order to connect?

Deep down? That sounds like settling to me. You shouldn't have to venture deep down in order to get to love.

This is what you do now to give your day topography--scan the boxes, read the news, see the chain of your friends reporting about themselves, take the 140-character expository bursts and sift through for the information you need. It's a highly deceptive world, one that constantly asks you to comment but doesn't really care what you have to say. The illusion of participation can sometimes lead to participation. But more often than not, it only leads to more illusion, dressed in the guise of reality.

Why is it so much easier to talk to a stranger? why do we feel we need to disconnect in order to connect? If I wrote "Dear Sofia" or "Dear Boomer" or "Dear Lily's Great-Aunt" at the top of this postcard, wouldn't that change the words that followed? Of course it would. But the question is: When I wrote "Dear Lily," was that just a version of "Dear Myself"? I know it was more than that. But it was also less than that, too

For I have never wanted a lover, but I have always wanted to love, and to be loved.