Quotes from Jennifer Belle

What's wrong with you? I asked myself. You are a happy person. You are an upbeat sort of person. Men smile at you on the subway, women ask you what shampoo you use. Cheer up for Christ's sake, I told myself, relax, you're fine, be happy, Girl. When I talk to myself I call myself Girl.

I wished I could be a statue. I wanted to be the statue of Joan of Arc without actually having to have been Joan of Arc… And I thought, I must really hate my life if I can get jealous of a statue.

That was the problem with having a job – having to associate with people you wouldn't sit next to on the subway.

I started making a pro-and-con list in my mind. Killing myself pros: no risk of getting married and divorced again; no more New Year's Eve; no more craving phantom sex; no more underwires poking through expensive bras; no more waking up early…

It was intensely infuriating the way it always is when you call a man you shouldn't be calling.