With things that I'm going through, whether they be on a small scale or a large scale, I'm thinking, 'Who else is going through this? And how can I address it and bring it to light to help someone else?'
Making small talk about what someone is wearing is just another form of unsolicited feedback.
I have been the person who tries to keep conversation light while talking to someone whose heart has been smashed.
I'm very much known as being the smiley girl, and unfortunately, lightness can be mistaken for stupidity or someone with no depth.
I'm all for being in love and whenever I like someone, I end up pretty much completely smitten.
When I look someone in the eye, they are immediately smitten with me.
In my love-challenged condition, seeing a difficulty for someone else can leave me feeling a little more smug or superior-by-comparison.
I've got a presence on all the social networks, in fact, but I've never once sent a message. I'm there because otherwise, someone's going to pretend to be me.
I've got a Facebook page, but I've never put anything on it. I've got a presence on all the social networks, in fact, but I've never once sent a message. I'm there because, otherwise, someone's going to pretend to be me.
There's a difference between expanding someone's potential and expanding their actual performance. Performance may measure other things, whether one's culture supports education, other socio-economic factors.
Making a movie and not directing the little moments is like drinking a soda and leaving the little slurp puddle for someone else.
Someone told me I looked like a young Tonya Harding recently, as if 'young' would soften the blow.
If solace is any sort of succor to someone, that is sufficient. I believe in the faith of people, whatever faith they may have.
I'm a duty solicitor, so I can't fix someone's life; all I can do is fix the problem I've got in front of my eyes.
If someone doesn't want me working their club, they're not going to hear from me again. I'm not going to fight or complain about it. I'd rather go someplace else.
Sooner or later we're all someone's dog.
Not a day goes by where someone doesn't write me asking me for more 'Sordid Lives.'
If someone comes to you with, 'It's my kid's graduation,' you don't tell them, 'Sorry, you can't go to that.' You just don't do that. You figure out some other way.
I describe a soulmate as a 'soul-nurturing mate' - someone who nurtures your soul - thereby promoting insight and growth.
I'm not sure that finding a husband at university made me any less of a feminist or an academic. I still soaked up Susan Faludi; I still read Doris Lessing. But I did it at the same time I met someone who I felt was my soulmate.
