When a couple turns domestic, for the first while having to talk about the need for aluminum eaves troughing and other matters only gets in the way of the relationship. Then, magically, these negotiations take the place of the relationship. — Marni Jackson Copy Share Image
When a mother comes home with her new baby, she will find her abstractions are all concrete now. 'Freedom' now means being able to… — Marni Jackson Copy Share Image
Home alone with a wakeful newborn, I could shower so quickly that the mirror didn't fog and the backs of my knees stayed dry.… — Marni Jackson Copy Share Image
I could still remember how having a two day old baby makes you feel faintly sorry for everyone else, stuck in their wan unmiraculous… — Marni Jackson Copy Share Image
“Home alone with a wakeful newborn, I could shower so quickly that the mirror didn't fog and the backs of my knees stayed dry.” — Marni Jackson Copy Share Image
Housework hassles go on, are never resolved, and will probably extend into the afterlife ('Why am I the one who takes the clouds to… — Marni Jackson Copy Share Image
Simple intervention - the time spent with a patient - is a very powerful ingredient of the patient-doctor contract. The evidence is against the… — Marni Jackson Copy Share Image
If Jeff Mogil and Ron Melzack are right about genetics and pain, fifty years from now, generic Tylenol tablets will seem as quaint to us as a bottle of sarsaparilla tonic. Instead, we'll take our genotype ID bracely to the local genopharmacologist to order some bespoke pharmaceuticals. Or we may rise at four A.M. to meditate on the part of… — Marni Jackson Copy Share
Like an animal, cancer sleeps, prowls, hibernates, turns surly or placid. — Marni Jackson Copy Share Image
Addiction might be redefined not as a character flaw but as a "biochemical deficit management." Our emotional habits will become an accepted factor of… — Marni Jackson Copy Share Image
Every time I caught a fish, I wondered how something so small could have such clear, pure strength. It kept reminding me of another sensation, from another realm. The fish on the line, I eventually realized, felt like the baby, kicking inside you. Or the shocking, life-hungry pull of the baby on the breast. Perhaps fishing is like quickening for… — Marni Jackson Copy Share
At a certain point, the soul exits from a cherished photograph, because we have come to the end of our loving projection into that… — Marni Jackson Copy Share Image
