I could be such a wonderful wife to another wife's husband.

Love is much nicer to be in than an automobile accident, a tight girdle, a higher tax bracket or a holding pattern over Philadelphia.

Our ego ideal is precious to us because it repairs a loss of our earlier childhood, the loss of our image of self as perfect and whole, the loss of a major portion of our infantile, limitless, ain't-I-wonderful narcissism which we had to give up in the face of compelling reality. Modified and reshaped into ethical goals and moral standards and a vision of what at our finest we might be, our dream of perfection lives on--our lost narcissism lives on--in our ego ideal.

we love as soon as we learn to distinguish a separate 'you' and 'me.' Love is our attempt to assuage the terror and isolation of that separateness.

I could be such a wonderful wife to another wife's husband.

Strength is the capacity to break a chocolate bar into four pieces with your bare hands - and then eat just one of the pieces.

When he is late for dinner and I know he must be either having an affair or lying dead in the street, I always hope he's dead.