“...instead of the smoldering, soul-baring, Abelard-to-Heloise-sans-castration solicitations you rightfully deserve, you're getting stupefying lines like: "I'm listening to NPR. Do you want to come over and make out?”

“Making someone fall out of love, particularly when it is the kind of love that is meant to be, is much harder than murder.”

“I was becoming convinced that I was going to be lonely for the rest of my life. It wasn't that I wasn't meeting men. I was. It was just that they all drove me crazy.”

“The main problem of living in the city that never sleeps that neither did I.”

“I was a protestor. I was such a protestor that I regularly protested things that might have been good for me.”

“I frantically opened my address book and searched it for someone, anyone, who'd moved me, who'd been good in both bed and brain. No. A slew of the so-so.”

“Fate is never fair. This is why there is such a thing as magic.”