Even At Its Most Perceptive, Sociology Deals

Don't Even The Best And Most Fortunate Of Lives Hint At Other Possibilities, At A Different Kind Of Sweetness And, Yes, Bitterness Too? Isn't This Why We Can't Help Feeling Cheated, Even When We Know We Haven't Been?

Movies Have To Handle Time Very Efficiently. They're About Stringing Scenes Together In The Present. Novels Aren't Necessarily About That.

I Was The One Who Did Come Through That Door. You Were The One She Was Waiting For.

It's Possible To Overlook Character Flaws Of In-laws For The Simple Reason That You Feel Neither Responsible For Them Nor Genetically Implicated.

I Told Him The Truth, That I Loved Him And Didn't Regret Anything About Our Lives Together. But Do We Ever 'tell The Truth, The Whole Truth, And Nothing But The Truth, So Help Me God' As My Father Used To Say, To Those We Love? Or Even To Ourselves? Don't Even The Best And Most Fortunate Of Lives Hint At Other Possibilities, At A Different Kind Of Sweetness And, Yes, Bitterness Too? Isn't This Why We Can't Help Feeling Cheated, Even When We Know We Haven't Been?