Quotes from Ann Pearlman

I am the head cookie bitch and this is my party.

Every day we walk a razor thin line between the ordinary and the tragic."...First line of Gift For My Sister.

And some man can't be the door to what you want. All a man can do is love you, be family with you, help you fulfill your dreams.

I consider the luck of simply being born, of being plucked out of the cosmos and bestowed with eyes to see, and nerves to feel, and ears to hear. Our senses. Our speech. Our breath. How crucial and insistent our ceaseless moving lungs from our first cry to our last.

Being alone in a marriage is worse than being alone.

Time doesn't make a full life. Living your life to the fullest makes it full.

Pero ahora me pregunto por qué nos empeñamos en creer que una vida completa debe durar por lo menos ochenta años y que cualquier cosa por debajo de eso es un timo

Maybe Luke is right and love is immortal. Maybe it's the ultimate ripple effect. The ultimate butterfly's wing.

You need to add light and joy. After all, isn't Christmas with its lights, and Hanukkah with its candle flames, about adding illumination to this dark time of year? We need to remind ourselves that the sun will eventually push the night to more reasonable margins. The Christmas cookie club, if it's anything, is a reminder of delight. And, of course, a reminder that girlfriends help one another to endure the grind and to celebrate the joy.

The past gets carried with us. It's always there.