Being a mother must be the saddest yet the most hopeful thing in the world, falling into a love that, once started, would never end.

To write about a struggle amidst the struggling: one must hope that the muddling will end someday.

When the dead departed, they took away any falsehoods that they might have allowed us to believe while alive; we who are left behind have to embark on a different life, since the dead are...

There is nothing selfish, dazzling, or preposterous about dreamers; in everyday life they blend in rather than stand out, though it’s not hiding. A real dreamer must have a mutual trust with time.

But whose problem is it when you make people talk about you?” “Theirs.

She wonders if this is what people call falling in love, the desire to be with someone for every minute of the rest of her life so strong that sometimes she is frightened of herself.

Never would I have a more memorable time than the month I spent in the mountains, though I wonder, when I say this, if it appears so only because it is our nature to make...

The weak-minded choose to hate,” she said. “It’s the least painful thing to do, isn’t it?

A woman accepted anything from life and made it the best; a man bargained for the better but also the less perfect.

It was not about keeping a man; it was a lesson on how not to become an ugly woman.

But the thing is, a wife is a wife and you can’t ditch her like a worn shirt after a life.