I didnโt feel anything but a bone-deep weariness. Like I was suddenly a hundred years old, and I knew at that moment I would have to live a hundred more years, carrying my grief around like a backpack full of stones.
Jennifer WeinerIf a writer writes poems and short stories and novels, but nobody ever reads them, is she really a writer?
Jennifer WeinerYou should be concerned about the state of your soul, not the state of your bank account.
Jennifer WeinerThe condom broke. I know how stupid that sounds. It's the reproductive version of the dog ate my homework.
Jennifer Weiner