Quotes by Emily Giffin

In days that follow, I discover that anger is easier to handle than grief.

Even if we no longer have much in common, we would have always had the past, which, in some ways, is just as important as the present or future. It is where we come from, what makes us who we are.

Although Im sure there are plenty of tall, gorgeous, life-of-the-party guys who are also true to their wives, I happen to believe that a disproportionate number of them are cheaters.

I know that the problem isnt the dream per se. It was the way I felt afterward, once awake.

his unwavering confidence - but now, it feels like a brand of indifference

So there the two of us were. Frozen in time, living in the moment, focused only on our immediate desires. Which of course included sex. Lots and lots of it.

Sorrow comes with so many defense mechanisms. You have your shock, your denial, your getting wasted, your cracking jokes, and your religion. You also have the old standby catchall--the blind belief in fate, the whole things happening for a reason drill.But my personal favorite defense has always been anger, with its trusty offshoots of self-righteous indignation, bitterness, and resentment.

Songs and smells will bring you back to a moment in time more than anything else. Its amazing how much can be conjured with a few notes of a song or a solitary whiff of a room. A song you didnt even pay attention to at the time, a place that you didnt even know had a particular smell.

Songs and smells will bring you back to a moment in time more than anything else. Its amazing how much can be conjured with a few notes of a song or a solitary whiff of a room.

But certainly not everyday you can find someone who wants to have a monogamous relationship

Love, not as a surge of passion, but as a choice to commit to something, someone, no matter what obstacles or temptations stand in the way. And maybe making that choice, again and again, day in and day out, year after year, says more about love than never having a choice to make at all.

True love is supposed to make you into a better person-uplift you.

He nods, as if to acknowledge that endings are almost always a little sad, even when there is something to look forward to on the other side.

I realize thirty is just a number, that youre only as old as you feel and all that. I also realize that in the grand scheme of things, thirty is still young. But its not that young.

Im glad you were both here, I finally manage, thinking how strange it is to be standing with the two people who made you, something most kids take for granted every day of their lives.

Ill remind you of that someday , Maura says. when youre married to a man who once looked into your eyes and promised to forsake all others. Ill remind of that after youve just had his baby and you have postpartum depression and feel as fat as cow and you are pumping milk into a plastic containers in the middle of the night while hes running around with some twenty-two-years old named Lissette. Ill remind you of that. Maura to Jess.

and more important, did he love me as much as he once loved me?

You can only control your own actions. Not other people’s reactions.

The feeling I have reminds me of New Year’s Eve, when the countdown is coming and I’m not quite sure whether to grab my camera or just live in the moment. Usually I grab the camera and later regret it when the picture doesn’t turn out. Then I feel enormously let down and think to myself that the night would have been more fun if it didn’t mean quite so much, if I weren’t forced to analyze where I’ve been and where I’m going.

Looking back, I question whether I really loved Nate, or just the security of our relationship. I wonder if my feelings for him didn’t have a lot to do with hating my job. From the bar exam through that first hellish year as an associate, Nate was my escape. And sometimes that can feel an awful lot like love.