There is no such thing as 'getting' a guy, house and kids. There is only surrendering to them.

Somehow, married or single, we'd rather anesthetize ourselves with love substitutes than go for the real thing, because let's face it: The real thing is pretty scary.

Caring - about people, about things, about life - is an act of maturity.

Women with low self-esteem love bad boys. Women who have work to do love bad boys. Women who love themselves love good men.

Lots of people feel more alive when they're riding a roller-coaster relationship. But while this might be fun for a while, it can't possibly last.

Sometime between when the Summer of Love ended and the Summer of Sam began, America became a nation of cynics about love.