I’m so sad ‘cos I completed the entires series of Sex and the City and I have nothing left to watch anymore. “It’s a old show but the topics are timeless” – quote unquote Cass who kept urging me to watch.

Love the friendship between the four girlfriends, and what the show had taught me (not about sex but life and relationships).

I’m making a list of my favourite Sex and the City quotes.

People say everything happens for a reason. These people are usually women, and these women are usually sorting through a breakup. It seems that men can get out of a relationship without even a goodbye, but apparently women had to either get married or learn something. Why are we in such a rush to move from confused to Confucius? Do we search for lessons to lessen the pain?

As progressive as our society claims to be, there are still certain life targets we’re all supposed to hit. Marriage, babies, and a home to call your own. But what if, instead of breaking out in a smile, you break out in a rash? Is something wrong with the system? Or is it you? And do we really want these things? Or are we just programmed to think we do?

Maybe our mistakes are what make our fate… without them what would shape our lives? Maybe if we had never veered off course we wouldn’t fall in love, have babies, or be who we are. After all, seasons change, so do cities, people come into your life and people go. But it’s comforting to know that the ones you love are always in your heart… and if you’re very lucky, a plane ride away.

One of the signs that a female gorilla is in love is that she can be seen picking nits off her male companion. And yet in humans, nit picking can ruin a perfectly good evening. Not to mention a relationship. Women are known to be more verbal than men, but, when does criticism that’s constructive become destructive? Are there times when the ladies should just shut the fuck up?

Since birth modern women have been told that we can do and be anything we want, be an astronaut, the head of an internet company, a stay-at-home mom. There aren’t any rules any more. Choices are endless. And apparently, they can all be delivered right to your door. But is it possible that we’ve gotten so spoiled by choices that we’ve become unable to make one? That part of us knows that once you choose something, one man, one great apartment, one amazing job, another option goes away? Are we a generation women who can’t choose just one from column ‘A’? Did we all have too much to handle, or was Samantha right? Can we have it all?

That night I started to think about belief. Maybe it’s not even advisable to be an optimist anymore. Maybe pessimism is something we have to apply daily, like moisturizer, otherwise how do you bounce back when reality batters your belief system, and love does not, as promised, conquer all? Is hope a drug we need to go off of, or is it keeping us alive? What’s the harm in believing?

In love relationships, there is a fine line between pleasure and pain. In fact, it’s a common belief that a relationship without pain is a relationship not worth having. To some, pain implies growth. But how do we know when the growing pains stop, and the pain pains take over? Are we masochists or optimists if we continue to walk that fine line? When it comes to relationships, how do we know when enough is enough?

When you’re young, your whole life is about the pursuit of fun. Then, you grow up and learn to be cautious. You could break a bone or a heart. You look before you leap and sometimes you don’t leap at all because there’s not always someone there to catch you. And in life, there’s no safety net. When did it stop being fun and start being scary?

What if Prince Charming had never showed up? Would Snow White have slept in that glass coffin forever? Or would she have eventually woke up, spit out the apple, gotten a job, a health-care package and a baby from her local neighborhood sperm bank? I couldn’t help but wonder… inside every confident, driven, single woman, is there a delicate, fragile princess just waiting to be saved?

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