Life starts out as partly destiny and partly free will, but then you have kids, and it's all destiny.

Sometimes two people need to step apart and make a space between that each might see the other anew, in a glance across a room or silhouetted against the moon.

There is a language of love, which is to say, a truth that does not tell all and a lie that does not deceive.

What do we ask of friendship except to be taken for what we pretend to be - and without having to pretend.

We are each the star of our own situation comedy, and, with luck, the screwball friend in somebody else's.

Sometimes love needs a rest from caring, and so bears for an intolerable few hours the guilt of not caring.

For lack of an occasional expression of love, a relationship strong at the seams can wear thin in the middle.