I Forgive Nothing. If You Stole My

At The End Of Their Relationship She Asked If They Could Still Remain Friends. His Face Stayed Expressionless Until He Said "no. Because We Put Friends In Boxes. You See Them Once In A While, Or Even A Lot, But Still They Have Their Box In Your Life, Their Specific Place. Their *category.* That's One Of The Great Things About Being Someone's Love-- You Have No Box In Their Life Because You're Part Of All Their Boxes. You're Their Friend, Their Lover, Their Confidante-- All Those Things. I Don't Want To Be Put In One Of Your Boxes And I Don't Want To Shrink You To Fit Into One Of Mine.

My Memory Loves You… It Asks About You All The Time.

Women Are Always Complaining About Men's Fascination With Breasts. But What If Men Were Absolutely Indifferent To Breasts? What Would Women Do Then With These Things That Serve One Function Once Or Twice In A Lifetime, And The Rest Of The Time Are Just In The Way?

Buying A Pair Of Shoes Is One Of The Most Optimistic Acts I Know, Next To Falling In Love. I Like Nothing Better Than To See An Old Man Wearing A Brand New Pair Of Brogues Or Cap-toed Oxfords, Preferably Jaunty Orange-brown, Unscuffed, Heels Unworn. We Want To Be Here Tomorrow, But Buying New Shoes, Like Falling In Love, Says I Plan On Being Here Tomorrow.

It's Always Fun To Walk Down The Street With Or Behind A Really Beautiful Woman, For No Reason Other Than To See How The World Reacts To Them.