Sublime

ecstatic.

I’d never been around someone with such a lust for life, an appreciation for its exultant highs as well as its darkest lows.

unsuccessful.

Local happiness was not a variable the algorithm considered.)

With each new adherent I am crossing the line from unclubbable fruitcake to tolerated eccentric.

The third rail is the enemy of both poles.

She wondered, sometimes, if the whole country had fallen into a Jerry Springer episode.

Updike’s “A&P”

the age of the celebutante