Chris Cooper had cautioned her about taking her professional self too seriously: “So the prospect of an Active Life opens before you? Don’t become a Career Woman, with black tailored suit and horn-rimmed glasses!” He suggested that her new interest in politics “might fill the gap caused by the absence of a sentimental side.” In fact Shirley’s sentimental side was not neglected for long; her time at the UN would be dominated not only by her ready engagement in its internal politics but also, and more intensely, with affairs of the heart. The most significant of these was a clandestine relationship lasting nearly three years with the director of Technical Assistance special fund operations, Arthur (known as Tex) Goldschmidt, but there were other flirtations, moody, unfulfilled. They troubled not so much her heart as her sense of social ease and confidence; sometimes friendly and pleasurable, often less than that. The men with whom she was involved through these years were significantly older, and most were married, which of course did not make for straightforward relations. More important, there was a sense across these experiences of an inclination for complication—of access, of security, of desire itself—that almost always precluded any chance of a happy conclusion. And this, even while she was inexperienced in the world of sex and matters of the heart to a degree that created no little anguish.