Quotes from Candace Bushnell

Remember the stories you used to write? About that billionaire. You made fun of his fingers! Woo-hooo. 'Short-fingered vulgarian,' you called him.

As long as one refuses to know one's place, there's no telling what one can do in the world.

The monute you get engaged, you become public property.

Don't be silly, my dear. Threats are only meaningful if you have the power to execute them. And you, my dear, do not.

Anyone can win if they know what they want and they focus on it. And if they're willing to make sacrifices. I always tell my clients there are no free shoes.

Ja siinä se on: kansainvälisesti tunnettu ilme, joka viestii: Olen raivoissani ja sinun kyllä pitäisi tietää miksi, mutta minä en sitä aio kertoa.

Tuttu tunne: sitä haluaa takertua menneeseen ja olla samanlainen kuin aina ennenkin, koska eteenpäin siirtyminen on liian pelottavaa.

Pay him a decent salary and work him hard. That way he won't have enough time to write anything on the side. But don't pay him so much that he can save up money to quit.

the day you stopped appreciating the sublimely silly things in life was the day you became a dried-up old turd.

Jos itse tekee jonkin päätöksen, eihän sen jälkeen voi suuttua siitä että toinen hyväksyy sen

the bridge from wanting a relationship, with all that entails, to having to settle for its lesser cousin: companionship

What?" She gasps. "Who did you do it with? You can't go out there and pick up some random stranger. Oh no, Carrie. You didn't. You didn't pick up some guy at a bar.

I finally figured out that it's not possible to have a real partner in life because relationships are inherently sexist," she said. "You have to be the mommy and the caretaker and when they want to have sex, you have to want to have sex and at a certain point a part of me would say, 'Why? Why am I

So, while the spouse-child hides out in his "home office"—a misnomer since he's never produced any actual work there—his

Everyone assumed that if you were beautiful, things just fell in your lap?

I don't know where I'm going, but I know I'm going somewhere.

People are always telling women to lose weight, and then when they do, other women attack them for it.

Because marriage is supposed to make you happy, not make you feel like a rat trapped in a very glamorous cage with twenty-thousand dollar silk draperies.

If a woman gets one good man in her life, she's lucky. She should be happy. Asking for two good men is tempting fate.

feelings, no matter how bad, were unlikely to change reality. Meaning, don't just sit there feeling sorry for yourself. Take action, her father would have said.

Yo albergaba la teoría de que el único lugar de Nueva York donde la gente podía encontrar amor y romanticismo era en la comunidad gay. Los homosexuales eran amigos con exuberancia y pasión, mientras que el amor hetero se había vuelto clandestino.

The one thing you have to remember about labels is that they only matter if you let them stick.

If everyone in New York took sides over these petty, insignificant arguments, no one would have any friends at all.

He wasn't Tolstoy but just plain old James Gooch. Commercial writer. Destined to be of the moment and not to stand the test of time. And the worst thing about it was that he'd never be able to pretend to be Tolstoy again.