Modern morality is all about perception.

A feminist man is a bit like a vegetarian: it's the humanitarian principle he's defending, I suppose.

I suppose, I said, it is one definition of love, the belief in something that only the two of you can see.

Reality might be described as the eternal equipoise of positive and negative.

I'm a novelist, not a social scientist or a commentator.

Divorce also entails the beginning of a supposition that that familial reality might have obstructed one's ability to perceive others.

As it stands, motherhood is a sort of wilderness through which each woman hacks her way, part martyr, part pioneer; a turn of events from which some women derive feelings of heroism, while others experience a sense of exile from the world they knew.