It is a lovely oddity of human nature that a person is more inclined to interrupt two people in conversation than one person alone with a book.
I know that right choices by definition are the means by which life crystallizes loss.
That’s how quickly New York City comes about – like a weather wane – or the head of a cobra. Time tells which.
If only someone had told me about the confidence-boosting nature of guns, I’d have been shooting them all my life.
Learning dance steps was the sorry Saturday night pursuit of every boardinghouse girl in America.
Emily Post says that talking about oneself isn’t very polite.’ ‘I’m sure Miss Post is perfectly correct, but that doesn’t seem to stop the rest of us.
For better or worse, there are few things so disarming as one who laughs well at her own expense.
That’s the problem with living in New York. You’ve got no New York to run away to.
Anyone can buy a car or a night on the town. Most of us shell our days like peanuts. One in a thousand can look at the world with amazement. I don’t mean gawking at the Chrysler Building. I’m talking about the wing of a dragonfly. The tale of the shoeshine. Walking through an unsullied hour with an unsullied heart
I’ve come to realize that however blue my circumstances, if after finishing a chapter of a Dickens novel I feel a miss-my-stop-on-the-train sort of compulsion to read on, then everything is probably going to be just fine.
Old times, as my father used to say: If you’re not careful, they’ll gut you like a fish.
Be careful when choosing what you’re proud of–because the world has every intention of using it against you
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