Marriage is supposed to do everything, like Duz, which is more than half its problem. It is said to save us, define us, give us purpose, keep us from loneliness, and incidentally balance our diet and wash our socks, and when it doesn't, we get divorced.

Compassion is the thing that leads you gently back to yourself.

If there are no endings, there are no beginnings and you see no new lands, so for everything that's lost, there is usually something gained.

One can never change the past, only the hold it has on you, and while nothing in your life is reversible, you can reverse it nevertheless.

The conflict between what one is and who one is expected to be touches all of us. And sometimes, rather than reach for what one could be, we choose the comfort of the failed role, preferring to be the victim of circumstance, the person who didn't have a chance.

You can tell a lot about what a man lacks by watching what he is cynical about, and many of us are cynical about love.

It takes great generosity to accept generosity.