Emily Giffin
Emily Giffin
Emily Fisk Giffinis an American author of several novels commonly categorized as chick lit...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionAuthor
Date of Birth20 March 1972
CountryUnited States of America
couple two stories
Every couple has two stories - the edited one to be shared from the couch and the unabridged version best left alone.
two decision balance
i wish i could freeze this moment, somehow delay my final decision, and just hang here in the balance between two places, two worlds, two loves.
mean names two
My name is Kirby Rose, and I'm adopted. I don't mean to make it sound like an AA confession, although sometimes that's how people take it, like it's something they should be supportive about. I just mean that they are two basic facts about me.
sorry regret two
There are two kinds of sorry. There is the sorry imbued with regret. And a pure sorry. The kind that is merely asking for forgiveness, nothing more.
kids thinking two
I'm 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.
two people what-if
What if two people want to be your partner, then what?
two kind appetite
There are two kinds of women--those who eat in a crisis and those who lose their appetite in a crisis.
two different moments
How different this moment feels, for so many reasons. I tell myself that no two loves are identical - but that I don't have to compare anymore.
two break fixed
It always takes two. For relationships to work, for them to break apart, for them to be fixed.
night knowing long
It was the same night I gave myself to him completely, knowing that I would belong to him for as long as he wanted to keep me. And, as it turned out, even longer than that.
mad being-sad easier
I learned that getting mad was easier than being sad.
fate blind-belief sorrow
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.
wind trying factors
You can't quantify love, and if you try, you can wind up focusing on misleading factors.
hate heart mad
Throughout the ordeal, I learned that getting mad was easier than being sad. Anger was something I could control. I could settle into an easy rhythm of blame and hate. Focus my energy on something than the ache in my heart.