If we only fell in love with people who were perfect for us…then there wouldn’t be so much fuss about love in the first place.
Ever since [that day], a small uncertainty had buzzed between us.It was a sense of chemistry that had been a little elusive, a little imprecise, until now.
Katey’s the hottest bookworm you’ll ever meet. If you took all the books that she’s read and piled them in a stack, you could climb to the Milky Way.
…but the tenure of friendships has never been governed by the passage of time.
History is the business of identifying momentous events from the comfort of a high-back chair.
For however inhospitable the wind, from this vantage point Manhattan was simply so improbable, so wonderful, so obviously full of promise – that you wanted to approach it for the rest of your life without ever quite arriving.
I’m willing to be under anything, she said, as long as it isn’t somebody’s thumb.
To what end, he wondered, had the Divine created the stars in heaven to fill a man with feelings of inspiration one day and insignificance the next?
There are few things so disarming as one who laughs well at her own expense.
That’s the problem with being born in New York, the old newsman observed a little sadly. You’ve got no New York to run away to.
That’s the problem with living in New York. You’ve got no New York to run away to.
That’s how quickly New York City comes about – like a weather wane – or the head of a cobra. Time tells which.
Most New Yorkers spent their lives somewhere between the fruit cart and the fifth floor. To see the city from a few hundred feet above the riffraff was pretty celestial. We gave the moment its due.
In retrospect, the pace of change in the arts and industry in the nineteenth century seems pretty glacial. Painting, music, the novel, architecture were all evolving, but at a pretty observable pace.