Big.

so it's not secret that i have a teeny, tiny obsession with sex & the city. i've recently got my roommate hooked on it and as we've been watching the seasons i find myself coming to the conclusion that carrie bradshaw should be ranked high up there on the list of the world's philosophers. she's genius when it comes to us women and the loves of our lives:

"You do this every time! Every time!
What do you have, some kind of radar?
'Carrie might be happy, it's time to sweep in and shit all over it!'"

"Then I had a thought: maybe I didn't break Big.
Maybe the problem was he couldn't break me.
Maybe some women aren't meant to be tamed.
Maybe they need to run free, until they find someone just as wild to run with."

genius.