I think her flaws make me love her even more. She's not perfect, but she's perfect to me

I could think whatever I wanted to, but realized that any promises I made myself were destined to be broken.

Sometimes when you find something you didn't really realize you were looking for, you just don't know how to react.

I cannot admit this out loud. In the first place, we are expected to be supermoms these days, instead of admitting that we have flaws. It is tempting to believe that all mothers wake up feeling fresh every morning, never raise their voices, only cook with organic food, and are equally at ease with the CEO and the PTA.

Whether it was power they sought, or revenge, or love-well, those were all just different forms of hunger. The bigger the hole inside you, the more desperate you became to fill it.

It is a remarkable question- Do all the wonderful things happen when we are not aware of them?

You know it's never fifty-fifty in a marriage. It's always seventy-thirty, or sixty-forty. Someone falls in love first. Someone puts someone else up on a pedestal. Someone works very hard to keep things rolling smoothly; someone else sails along for the ride.