It's Different To Read A Book For

She Really Does Like Him, She Likes Lying Next To Him, She Wants To Be Around Him; When You Get Down To It, Can You Say That About Many People?

Well, I Think That If You Sincerely Try To Imagine What Life Is Like For Another Person - Not In A Mocking Way, Not In A Satirical Way, But In A Sincere, Compassionate Way - I Don't Think That's Exploitive.

Is The Depressing Part That He's Only Half Right - It's Not That She Doesn't Need Rescuing But That Nobody Else Will Be Able To Do It? She Has Always Somehow Known That She Is The One Who Will Have To Rescue Herself. Or Maybe What's Depressing Is That This Knowledge Seems Like It Should Make Life Easier, And Instead It Makes It Harder.

If A Man Wants To Be Romantically Involved With You, He Tries To Kiss You. That's The Entire Story, And If He Doesn't Kiss You, There Is Never A Reason To Wait Around For Him.

And An Unstable Childhood Makes You Appreciate Calmness And Not Crave Excitement. To Spend A Saturday Afternoon Mopping Your Kitchen Floor While Listening To Opera On The Radio, And To Go That Night To An Indian Restaurant With A Friend And Be Home By Nine O'clock - These Are Enough. They Are Gifts.