The Pursuit of Happiness

The only time you truly become an adult is when you finally forgive your parents for being just as flawed as everyone else.

...hate is a hard thing to sustain. Grief isn't. Grief is something that can stay with you for a very long time

I could hear him swallowing hard, trying not to cry. Why is it that we always try to be brave at moments when bravery is futile?

When it comes to women, men only hear what they want to hear. It’s one of the many failures of their sex.

There are moments when you think you will cry forever. You never do. Eventually, sheer physical exhaustion forces you to stop, to settle, to becalm yourself amidst all the mad turbulence of bereavement.

Parisian arrogance meant that nobody was important, nobody counted.