In my mind, what she said meant this: In feminism and in writing and in life, righteous indignation alone—divorced from action or a sense of the absurd—will not be cute for long. It will ripen, and it will rot. And who among us likes to clean up rot?
—The wonderful Sarah Ball, on what Nora Ephron told us. She put it better than anyone, it’s stuck with me since she wrote it, and it deserves a shout-out, even months after the fact.