Little By Little, The Pimps

There's A Kind Of Permission For War Which Can Be Given Only By The World's Mood And Atmosphere, The Feel Of Its Pulse. It Would Be Madness To Undertake A War Without That Permission.

One Of The Privileges Of The Great Is To Witness Catastrophes From A Terrace.

To Have Money Is To Be Virtuous, Honest, Beautiful And Witty And To Be Without Is To Be Ugly And Boring And Stupid And Useless.

Death Holds No Horrors. It Is Simply The Ultimate Horror Of Life.

Women Have No Sense Of The Abstract-a Woman Admiring The Sky Is A Woman Caressing The Sky. In A Woman's Mind Beauty Is Something She Needs To Touch.