One may forgive infidelity, but one does not forget it.

If one thinks that one is happy, that is enough to be happy.

We pardon infidelities, but we do not forget them.

One is very weak when one is in love.

You love writing; I hate it; and if I had a lover who expected a note from me every morning, I should certainly break with him. Let me beg you then not to measure my friendship by my writing.

I have left all my business and all my husbands; I have taken with me only fair weather and my children, which is as much as I want.

If I had a lover who wanted to hear from me every day, I would break with him.

Marriage is the commodification of affection, copulation, and, reproduction.

Remember when friends was friends, and LL had a Benz? And cell phones and beepers was the new trends? When Koch was the Mayor and Reagan was the Pres?

How convalescence shrinks a man back to his pristine stature! where is now the space, which he occupied so lately, in his own, in the family's eye?

Ye must leave righteous ways behind, not to speak of unrighteous ways.

Don't find the fault, find the remedy

The Rule of Accuracy: When working toward the solution of a problem, it always helps if you know the answer.

Besides, rereading, not reading, is what counts.

The old people came literally to love the soil and they sat or reclined on the ground with a feeling of being close to a mothering power. The soil was soothing, strengthening, cleansing and healing.

An egg is always an adventure; the next one may be different.

A longing for the dance stirs in the buried life.