"I’m telling you," Isaac continued, “Augustus Waters talked so much that he’d interrupt you at his own funeral. And he was pretentious: Sweet Jesus Christ, that kid never took a piss without pondering the abundant metaphorical resonances of human waste production. And he was vain: I do not believe I have ever met a more physically attractive person who was more acutely aware of his own physical attractiveness.”
Throughout history, for every five doors that have opened for a man, only one has opened for a woman. So the moment another woman comes along — especially a younger one — she gets picked on instead of embraced. I’m 35, and I don’t want to be afraid of the 22-year-olds. I’m actually in a better place than they are.