Relax. You are beautiful, and everyone wants some of that beauty.

She was my friend and I loved her and relied on her, even though there were days when her moodiness and fragility frightened me, because they reminded me of my own tenuous grasp on life.

How do we know we’re not people in a movie?’ she asked.I looked at her not knowing how to reply.Mama, […] how do we know that things are real?’Great. Now we have a junior existentialist...

At some point, I had to start laughing, because I was all wrung out from crying.

I had hoped that the rest of the world would stand still while I got myself together again, but Chaos and Tragedy had marched into other lives close to mine as well.

I learned that day that there is no more lonely state than being in a lonely marriage.

Hypocrisy has its own elegant symmetry.