Quotes from Candace Bushnell

I will not listen to you, or anybody else. Because you know what? Everyone think they know so goddamned much about everything and no one knows fuck all about anything.

Why do I keep evading my work? Is it because I'm afraid of being confronted by my lack of abilities?

Sebastian (Se-bastard) is a Scorpio..

He leans over and kisses me. And suddenly, my life splits in two: before and after.

I've never understood sexy lingerie. I mean, what's the point? The guy's only going to take it off.

I don't know. There are so many beautiful girls around, that after a while you start looking for someone, who can make you laugh.

Everything I need is in my head, and no one can take that away.

Have I become the girl who waits by the phone, hoping it will ring, who asks a friend to dial her number to make sure the phone is working?

It was important to remember who you were and where you came from, no matter how successful you became.

he said, he didn't know what to do. He couldn't move forward. He thought, they should move on. He started crying. Not for himdelf, for her. He'd rescued her from her lousy life, and now he was throwing her back. He felt like a shit for doing it, for things having to be that way, for not being able to give her what she wanted. The last thing he wanted was to hurt her. The only part that wasn't in the manual, was her response: She started to laugh. Oh, give me a break, she said.

There are worse things than being thirty-five, single, and female in New York. Like: Being twenty-five, singled, and female in New York. It's a rite of passage few women would want to repeat. It's about sleeping with the wrong men, wearing the wrong clothes, having the wrong roommate, saying the wrong thing, being ignored, getting fired, not being taken seriously, and generally being treated like shit. But it's necessary.

If a man doesn't ask you to marry him -- or at least live with him -- after two years, he never will. It means he's only interested in having a good time.

The most important thing in business is a persona, Nico,' he was fond of saying. 'People want to know immediately what they're dealing with. And when they think about you, you've got to stand out in their minds--like one of those characters in a novel.

No matter what you think you can be, when you're forced to stop and look at where you actually are, it's pretty depressing. Sometimes, there is no escaping the truth

Grace was one of those types who never changed but only aged and had no apparent expectations or ambitions other than the wish that her life should remain the same.

he said, he didn't know what to do. He couldn't move forward. He thought, they should move on. He started crying. Not for himdelf, for her. He'd rescued her from her lousy life, and now he was throwing her back. He felt like a shit for doing it, for things having to be that way, for not being able to gove her what she wanted. The last thing he wanted was to hurt her. The only part that wasn't in the manual, was her response: She started to laugh. Oh, give me a break, she said.

She was obsessed with clothes and status, how she never gave a thought to being responsible for her own actions, or even what she might do for anyone else-making her the ultimate example of all that was wrong and misguided about young women today.

Should, I suddenly recal myself saying to Samantha and Miranda, is the worst word in the English language. People always thing thing 'should' be a certain way, and when they're not, they're disappointed.

Karma has a surprising way of taking care of these situations. All you have to do is sit back and watch.

Maybe you can't have it both ways. His life and your life. How do you put two lives together, anyway?

Don't you think it's weird when someone has photographs of themselves all over the place? It's like they're trying to prove they exist.

Just because someone is a girl doesn't mean she can't be tough and practical and have adventures. That's the way most girls are-until they get around guys. Then guys make them act all stupid.

A man came up to her. Expensively tailored suit. Okay, he wasn't exactly a man because he was only thirty-five. But he was trying.

Zizi was young and often confused about how to live his life, and when he made a choice he clung to it with fierce resolve, as if to beat his uncertainty into submission.