You can see it as you walk through the street: people who have never recovered. You can see it on their face, in their posturing. It needn’t be that way. We really are our brothers’...

I was steeped in denial, but my body knew.

Together we agree that there are few tableaus more pathetic than a woman poring over a plethora of self-help books, while in a small café across town her husband is sharing a bottle of Pouilly-Fuissé...

This is much worse than losing a cat. You do not wish the cat dead, for example, after the first two days. You still love the cat and presumably the cat still loves you, or...

his conscience washed clean by happiness.

…I know that if you ask me to jump I will say how high. So I will stay away from you and hope that you never ever say jump.

Bushwhacked, I examine my hands. Same hands. Rings still there but no longer valid.

Flannel shirts should be outlawed for ex husbands; I realize this now. Flannel shirts are to women what crotchless panties are to men.

Wants” can be anything from a woman wanting a man to have certain materialistic things, or she could want him to look a certain way, those are a few examples of the things that some...

Someone told me the delightful story of the crusader who put a chastity belt on his wife and gave the key to his best friend for safekeeping, in case of his death. He had ridden...

You see it everywhere and everyone seems to be doing it but you. You could have had it as well, and you know it, and that’s what bothers you. Your worst enemy is yourself, and...

Mr. Right’ is usually two or eight men.

It´s a little song about abandonment, and it goes something like this….

I think: I would like to take N back to a story right now, like a rake. I would say, “Oh, this rake is uneven. Do you have any where the tines go straight across?”...

A pink razor is like a mouse, where ever it is the pussy will follow.

It is in the immediacy of our personal lives that our proclamations for a better world acquire real life meaning.

I used to loathe ambivalence; now I adore it. Ambivalence is my new best friend.

I saw my reflection in their eyes, but not the men themselves, not clearly. This preserved the idea that all intelligent and even vaguely attractive men were essentially good. Delusion detest focus and romance provides...

We talk. Darlene worries aloud that her husband works with a lot of attractive young women; she herself is fourty. I tell her it´s not about age. “Little thing called character,” I say, thinking, Accepting...

After all, she knows how painful it can be not to follow your heart and she knows about the obstacles and about loyalty and duty and about the countless kinds of love. If only Eve...

The central attitudes driving the Player are:Women were put on this earth to have sex with men—especially me.Women who want sex are too loose, and women who refuse sex are too uptight. (!)It’s not my...

Surprises, I feel now, are primarily a form of violence.

This is much easier than when N left. Our son is unable to grasp and simultaneously turn doorknobs yet. If only this trick could be unlearned by men over thirty, many more families would celebrate...

When your lover is a liar, you and he have a lot in common, you’re both lying to you!

Love making can produce a child, sex can produce pregnancy

Stray cats are like two-timing men. He got tired of you and took off. He doesn’t find anyone new? He’ll come slinking back. By then, if you’re smart, you’ll have decided you’re better without him.

Perhaps that’s the whole point about infidelity, I suggested, not that one has sex but that by doing so one puts at risk someone else’s happiness?

God is great and God is good,” Lisa says. “But where are the Apache attack helicopters when you need them?

People told me not to get married; I didn´t listen. No one ever listens, it seems to me now. Perhaps people should stop trying to communicate. N was not a communicator; early on, I´d insisted...

Yes, some mistakes leave their mark, like the infidelity stains in the backseat. But in time they do fade.

Gratitude opens the heart and infuses the mental, physical and emotional body with tenderness, patience and peace—and in time, even joy. In a state of gratitude, anger and bitterness fade away. But to reach this...

A heart can stop beating for a while, one can still live.

Soon he was online every night until one or two a.m. Often he would wake up at three of four a.m. and go back online. He would shut down the computer screen when I walked...

Women destroy me. I allow them to.

Discretion is a polite word for hypocrisy.Tea Party Teddy

Lying in his parents’ house, in the middle of the night, she told him the whole story, about meeting Dimitri on a bus, finding his resume in the bin. She confessed that Dimitri had gone...

I love you as the mother of my child”: the kiss of death.Mother of His Child: demotion. I am beginning to see this truism: Mothers are not always wives. I have been stripped of a...

The abandonment came, and now this shabby bacchanal.

I told my wife the truth. I told her I was seeing a psychiatrist. Then she told me the truth: that she was seeing a psychiatrist, two plumbers, and a bartender.

Gay people getting married is not a threat to the institution of marriage. You know what’s a threat to the institution of marriage? Infidelity is! Hate is! Unforgiveness is! Apathy is! Coldheartedness is! Fear is!...

There are all kinds of ways for a relationship to be tested, even broken, some, irrevocably; it’s the endings we’re unprepared for.

Cullan was already inside her room, walking toward her. The sliding door was reduced to shards.”I asked you nicely.” Cullan said in a loud voice. “Why won’t you even-“”Is swearing nice to you?””You riled me...

Take me now, God!” I shout to the inky sky. “I´m ready.””You´re not ready. You´re not even divorced yet,” Bunny says. “You cannot die married to that man.

For me, it´s sloth,” I say. “Hedonistic sloth and escapism.

(On getting married at 19) We told ourselves we had forever and we never looked back. The problem was that we never really looked ahead.

We are social animals. We need others to survive. With rare exception, this is at the heart of many of our behaviors. We create patterns of behavior that help us to stay connected with others,...

I know one thing about men,” Bunny says with finality, leaving the room to check on A. “They never die when you want them to.

How could you do that to me?” I repeat. I don´t have to itemize. He knows what I speak of.Eventually N produces three answers, in this order:1. “Because I am a complete rotter.” I silently...

His parents were tiny people and knew how to dance. Scotty danced, too, with a variety of women, I’m sure, though I never acknowledged this to myself until years later. He knew charm.

livid, adj.Fuck You for cheating on me. Fuck you for reducing it to the word cheating. As if this were a card game, and you sneaked a look at my hand. Who came up with...