Alice

“There are roughly three New Yorks. There is, first, the New York of the man or woman who was born here, who takes the city for granted and accepts its size and its turbulence as natural and inevitable. Second, there is the New York of the commuter — the city that is devoured by locusts each day and spat out each night. Third, there is the New York of the person who was born somewhere else and came to New York in quest of something.
...Commuters give the city its tidal restlessness; natives give it solidity and continuity; but the settlers give it passion. ”
― E.B. White, Here Is New York

“Life is always either a tightrope or a feather bed. Give me the tightrope.”
― Edith Wharton

“Part of me is made of glass, and also, I love you.”
― Nicole Krauss, The History of Love

“Above all, be the heroine of your life, not the victim.”
― Nora Ephron