"had we but world enough, and time" - Andrew Marvell

A journal is an artificially permanent record of thought and inner life, which are invariably transient — something the most prolific diarist in modern literary history articulated herself in her elegant defense of the fluid self. We are creatures of remarkable moodiness and mental turbulence, and what we think we believe at any given moment — those capital-T Truths we arrive at about ourselves and the world — can be profoundly different from our beliefs a decade, a year, and sometimes even a day later.

at Hudson Hotel Roof Top Terrace

Kinky Boots! (at Kinky Boots on Broadway)

Reading good fiction is like making the jump from masturbation to sex.
  • Boy: I love that book that you're reading.

But really, I need more friends. Requirements:

1) live close to me, so I’m not constantly commuting over an hour on the subway

2) single, so I’m not constantly playing fifth wheel or waiting around for my married friends to make time for me

Nobody poor was ever called democratic for marrying somebody rich
Fairchild, Sabrina

But like, where’s the guacamole?