You Can't Quantify Love, And

Love As A Verb. Love As A Commitment.

I Try To Recognize That There Is No Such Thing As Having It All - And It's Impossible To Be Perfect. You Just Have To Let Certain Things Go.

And Then There Is Darcy. She Is A Woman Who Believes That Things Should Fall Into Her Lap, And, Consequently, They Do. They Always Have. She Wins Because She Expects To Win. I Do Not Expect What I Want, So I Dont. And I Dont Even Try.

Guilt Is A Supreme Waste Of Time And Energy.

Looking Back, I Question Whether I Really Loved Nate, Or Just The Security Of Our Relationship. I Wonder If My Feelings For Him Didn’t Have A Lot To Do With Hating My Job. From The Bar Exam Through That First Hellish Year As An Associate, Nate Was My Escape. And Sometimes That Can Feel An Awful Lot Like Love.