Then she declared loudly, "Smoke break!" and everyone's eyes came to us, some of them shocked seeing as these days you could light up a doobie and no one would blink but if you lit up a smoke, you courted being publicly stoned to death.

I prefer your smiles and laughter, wife, but there are far worse things than your tears wetting my skin.

Seriously. Who needed a real lover when you had a handsome, affectionate man who adored you, put a beautiful house over your head, gave you a great job, lavished you with fabulous clothes, shoes, purses and jewelry and would never break your heart?

You lose anyone, there’s no replacing them. What you need to get is that’s precious, you get to keep that, you don’t want to replace it. That doesn’t mean you can’t find something else just as good.

Thank you for keeping it a secret. There aren't many of those in this tribe.

Even though I felt like crying, I did my very best to smile.

I can’t function around a man if I know his ability to give pleasure.