She didn't have a single friend on earth to see her off. She had outlived them all.
J. Courtney SullivanBut then you were alone, your body trying to heal itself while your mind went numb. There was a mix of joy and the purest love, couples with real boredom and occasional rage. It got easier as the kids got older, but it never got easy.
J. Courtney SullivanAll of it remained, a constant reminder: He existed, then he didn't. The world spins on, indifferent to the mess.
J. Courtney Sullivan...life was messy, conflict inevitable. It didn't mean you had to fall apart.
J. Courtney SullivanRuby shook her head, but she smiled, a look that said she loved this man, loved the life they had made together. They seemed utterly comfortable with one another, like they knew each other all the way through.
J. Courtney SullivanYou all seem to think you should marry someone when you feel this intense emotion, which you call love. And then you expect the love will fade over time, as life gets harder. When what you should do is find yourself a nice enough fellow and let real love develop over years and births and deaths and so on.
J. Courtney SullivanMaggie wondered if in some ways all the complaining only made matters worse.
J. Courtney SullivanAll over the planet women were being tormented, yet if you took sexism seriously, you were a bore, an idiot, or a pain in the ass.
J. Courtney SullivanSometimes April worried that she'd been built without some fundamental piece that everyone else had that just let them deal. Even her mother, who got involved in every lefty cause she could, seemed to be able to shake it all off at the end of the day and enjoy life. But the evil in the world, everywhere you looked, was always on April's mind.
J. Courtney SullivanShe often wondered what the hell was wrong with men. Sex could be fun, natural, good. Why did they have to corrupt it? Why did so many of them prefer to have sex with a victim or a child rather than a willing partner? For that matter, why was it better to have sex with a stranger than with your own wife?
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