Plastic Surgery Is One Of The Ways

Insane People Are Always Sure They're Just Fine. It's Only The Sane People Who Are Willing To Admit They're Crazy.

I Live In New York City. I Could Never Live Anywhere Else. The Events Of September 11 Forced Me To Confront The Fact That No Matter What, I Live Here And Always Will. One Of My Favorite Things About New York Is That You Can Pick Up The Phone And Order Anything And Someone Will Deliver It To You. Once I Lived For A Year In Another City, And Almost Every Waking Hour Of My Life Was Spent Going To Stores, Buying Things, Loading Them Into The Car, Bringing Them Home, Unloading Them, And Carrying Them Into The House. How Anyone Gets Anything Done In These Places Is A Mystery To Me.

You Don't Really Have To Believe What You Write In A Blog For More Than The Moment When You're Writing It. You Don't Bring The Same Solemnity That You Would Bring To An Actual Essay.

I Don't Think Any Day Is Worth Living Without Thinking About What You're Going To Eat Next At All Times.

I Am A Writer And A Feminist, And The Two Seem To Be Constantly In Conflict.... Ever Since I Became Loosely Involved With It, It Has Seemed To Me One Of The Recurring Ironies Of This Movement That There Is No Way To Tell The Truth About It Without, In Some Small Way, Seeming To Hurt It.