I think most of us become self-critical as soon as we become self-conscious. — Ellen Goodman Copy Share Image
Age is an accumulation of life and loss. Adulthood is a series of lines crossed. — Ellen Goodman Copy Share
Once upon a time we were just plain people. But that was before we began having relationships with mechanical systems. Get involved with a… — Ellen Goodman Copy Share
I think most of us become self-critical as soon as we become self-conscious. — Ellen Goodman Copy Share
I don't know exactly why the notion of homeownership has such a grasp on the American imagination. Perhaps as descendants of landless immigrants we… — Ellen Goodman Copy Share
The central paradox of motherhood is that while our children become the absolute center of our lives, they must also push us backout in… — Ellen Goodman Copy Share
You can believe in women's rights without believing that every woman is right. — Ellen Goodman Copy Share
Maybe this year, we ought to walk through the rooms of our lives not looking for flaws, but looking for potential. — Ellen Goodman Copy Share
The same people who tell us that smoking doesn't cause cancer are now telling us that advertising cigarettes doesn't cause smoking. — Ellen Goodman Copy Share
You can teach someone who cares to write columns, but you can’t teach someone who writes columns to care. — Ellen Goodman Copy Share
instant opinion is an oxymoron. You don't get real opinions in an instant. You get reactions. — Ellen Goodman Copy Share
I would like to say we're at a point where global warming is impossible to deny. Let's just say that global warming deniers are… — Ellen Goodman Copy Share
We owned what we learned back there; the experience and the growth are grafted into our lives. — Ellen Goodman Copy Share
We each have a litany of holiday rituals and everyday habits that we hold on to, and we often greet radical innovation with the… — Ellen Goodman Copy Share
Those inevitable dreams where you can't get your column in, you know, and at first they were the Xerox telecopy, and then they were… — Ellen Goodman Copy Share
