Word: selfishness
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...described herself as being too selfish and ambitious to have children. Yet she surrendered all to him--of her own volition. In various passages from her autobiography, Hepburn, the daughter of a suffragist and birth-control crusader, sounds disconcertingly unliberated: "We passed 27 years together in what was to me absolute bliss. It is called love. I could never have left him. I wanted to protect him. I struggled to change all the qualities I felt he didn't like. I was his." And then there is this startling admission: "I have no idea how Spence felt about...
...college utopia. And Pop couldn't even bring himself to tell me in person--he had thought I was so happy at Harvard. "And we've known this for a few months," she was continuing. "We just wanted you to start school happy." I felt disgusting. I was the selfish daughter who hadn't even contemplated a return to this sickness--I was just reveling in the petty glories of being a careless freshman girl. I was worried about boys and chem and parties and sleep, not giving a second thought to my father who was struggling to maintain "normalcy...
...lose all the things he knows about science and Churchill and art and boats. And how my mother will be alone. Me too. I still can't look him straight in the eyes, through his little tortoise-shell John Lennon glasses and try and say that I am not selfish and that I really do think about how he feels and not about my own petty problems. I guess that dealing with things is just easier if you deny...
...college utopia. And Pop couldn't even bring himself to tell me in person--he had thought I was so happy at Harvard. "And we've known this for a few months," she was continuing. "We just wanted you to start school happy." I felt disgusting. I was the selfish daughter who hadn't even contemplated a return to this sickness--I was just reveling in the petty glories of being a careless freshman girl. I was worried about boys and chem and parties and sleep, not giving a second thought to my father who was struggling to maintain "normalcy...
...lose all the things he knows about science and Churchill and art and boats. And how my mother will be alone. Me too. I still can't look him straight in the eyes, through his little tortoise-shell John Lennon glasses and try and say that I am not selfish and that I really do think about how he feels and not about my own petty problems. I guess that dealing with things is just easier if you deny...