“Julita was being spinned like a top by a drop-dead-gorgeous Dominicano. Later she told us that he’d asked for her number and she had given him the wrong one. “Why did you do that?” I asked her. “He smelled married,”… — Isabel Lopez Copy Share Image
“When our dreams don’t come true, sometimes we can hand them down to our children and hope that they will come true for them.… — Isabel Lopez Copy Share Image
“Never mind gas masks and fallout shelters in the event of biological warfare. Many New Yorkers move from place to place equipped with the… — Isabel Lopez Copy Share Image
“I eventually came to understand that in harboring the anger, the bitterness and resentment towards those that had hurt me, I was giving the… — Isabel Lopez Copy Share Image
“Those static images have the uncanny ability to jar the memory and bring places and people back to life. They bridge the present with… — Isabel Lopez Copy Share Image
“It never dawned on us that life is unpredictable, that one day, one of us could suddenly cease to exist and what then? What… — Isabel Lopez Copy Share Image
“It’s funny how much easier it is to see others’ shortcomings and give advice when you’re not personally involved, for it’s almost impossible to… — Isabel Lopez Copy Share Image
“Why don’t you just pretend that the asshole dropped dead? You can’t call or write to a dead man. Put a couple of candles… — Isabel Lopez Copy Share Image
“There isn’t a dance that can compare to the gaiety, the timing and cohesiveness of hand maneuvers, the provoca-tive movements in unison of an… — Isabel Lopez Copy Share Image
“Julita was being spinned like a top by a drop-dead-gorgeous Dominicano. Later she told us that he’d asked for her number and she had… — Isabel Lopez Copy Share Image
