As Im writing, certain things become clear to me and certain things begin to feel right and make sense. The pieces start to fall into place.
I think, when men tell women to lose weight, it’s a diversion from their own lack of size in certain areas.
The key to life is your attitude. Whether you’re single or married or have kids or don’t have kids, it’s how you look at your life, what you make of it. It’s about making the best of your life wherever you are in life.
Thank goodness for the first snow, it was a reminder – no matter how old you became and how much you’d seen, things could still be new if you were willing to believe they still mattered.
It’s tempting to wish for the perfect boss, the perfect parent, or the perfect outfit. But maybe the best any of us can do is not to quit, play the hand we’ve been dealt, and accessorize what we’ve got.
You can get used to anything, I guess, if you’ve been there enough.
Maybe our girlfriends are our soulmates and guys are just people to have fun with.
I don’t go to parties to meet men. I go to parties to stand in a corner and watch people.
The most important thing to strive for in life is some kind of personal and professional achievement. Not as a man or a woman, but as a person.
I don’t consider my work a job. I consider it a career. And you don’t quit a career.
I’m certainly not going to put my life on hold for him.
Love is dangerous, if you know it’s dangerous, that makes you treasure it, and you’ll work harder to keep it.
I can safely conclude that we are single because we want to be.
Should, is the worst word in the English language. People always think things “should” be a certain way, and when they’re not, they’re disappointed.
Who am I supposed to be again? Just be yourself. But who am I?
Always look like you know where you’re going, even when you don’t.
She didn’t want to have anything to do with the party. She was tired of feeling like she didn’t fit in, but she didn’t want to go home, either, because she was a tired of being lonely and she was a little drunk.
I have this theory: If you forgive someone, they can’t hurt you anymore.
It was the first honest emotional connection I’d had in a while. So I immediately panicked and had to leave.
Some secrets are better left at that -as secrets.