Sublime

The good husband is often a person who never learned how to take care of himself emotionally. He generally expects a woman to do this for him—his mother, his girlfriend, or his wife. She is there as his emotional security blanket, providing security that he seldom acknowledges. Indeed, he rarely, if ever, expresses any appreciation for her emotiona

This study investigated babies’ responses to mothers’ inexpressiveness. The experiment lasted only three minutes, but “the consistent pattern of infant behavior in the still-face situation is repeated attempt to elicit Mother’s response, followed by somber expression, orientation away from Mother, and finally withdrawal. All this takes place in les

It was hard to tell if Father loved her. Often, it seemed that all he cared about was whether or not he could mould her into something pretty and agreeable, a present to be given away to some other man.

Susan essentially said no. And she said that with her husband sitting right there in the audience. She said she and her husband believed they were a cherished prize for each other, and they would probably drive any other people mad. But then she said something I thought was wise. She said she

It’s terrible for a mother to ask herself that question about her own daughter, a girl of twenty. But I couldn’t talk to anyone about it; Riccardo and Michele would react violently. Men always say, “You’ll be sorry if my daughter, you’ll be sorry if my sister …” They say, “I won’t tolerate it.” It’s easy to say “I won’t tolerate it.” Yet things hap

Psychologists, I recollected, have ascertained that the comparative inferiority of women in contexts described as purely intellectual, is attributable to the greater discouragement and repression of their curiosity when children. “Thank you, Sally. But I’m quite happy here, you know.” “You’re not. Are you, Mel?” “No. I’m not.” “Well then?” One day