Another spell had been thrust upon her so long ago...She hadn't been able to see it but it was real. Otherwise why would you rise up from your enclosed and well-defended self and go be with that other person? Why would you open your life, the most secret entries into yourself, to someone you didn't really know? Who would do that unless she had to?
Meg WolitzerTag: love
But it had no doubt sprung from true emotion, for all that parents ever wanted, really, was for you to love their child the way they did.
Meg WolitzerTag: teachers
New teachers were just a part of life, for a few days after one arrived, squawks of interest were emitted from various corners, but then they died away as the teacher was absorbed like everyone else...before you knew it, the fresh ones seemed to have been teaching there forever too, or else they didn't last very long, and were gone before you'd gotten to know them.
Meg WolitzerTag: teachers
The students lurked on the edges of their teachers' lives for years, and brought bulletins from their own lives, which over time began to include lovers, ambitions, an upward trajectory.
Meg WolitzerTag: teacher
Being a teacher at a restaurant in the town where you lived was a little like being a TV star...
Meg WolitzerTag: teachers
People like to warn you that by the time you reach the middle of your life, passion will begin to feel like a meal eaten long ago, which you remember with great tenderness.
Meg WolitzerTag: life passion food people time memory emotion remember eat meal tender tenderness eaten meg-wolitzer the-uncoupling
The generation that had information, but no context. Butter, but no bread. Craving, but no longing.
Meg WolitzerTag: social-media attention-span young-adults next-generation
All of the women in that time and place, Thea had learned, were stuffed into muslin and starched cotton and forced to sit ramrod-straight and plait their hair or pull it back off their faces with fish oil. There were shoes that laced up with a hundred eyelets, and corsets that required a special hook to open. Women were all in it together back then, as opposed to now, when one woman's experience could differ so greatly from another's that you never knew who you were talking to.
Meg WolitzerTwitter," said Manny, waving his hand. "You know what that is? Termites with microphones.
Meg WolitzerTag: social-media
...because when you're young, you don't really believe you'll ever be anything other than young.
Meg WolitzerTag: youth
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