The Poverty From Which I

That's The Only Sense In Which I've Been Lucky: I Have The Kind Of Face To Which Cosmetics Could Be Applied.

Manners Are Love In A Cool Climate.

One Should Always Be Wary Of Anyone Who Promises That Their Love Will Last Longer Than A Weekend.

In Manhattan, Every Flat Surface Is A Potential Stage And Every Inattentive Waiter An Unemployed, Possibly Unemployable, Actor.

I Lost The Love Of All The Homosexuals In The World By Saying That Princess Diana Was Trash And Got What She Deserved. She Could Have Been Queen Of England - And She Was Swanning About Paris With Arabs. What Disgraceful Behavior. Going About Saying She Wanted To Be The Queen Of Hearts. The Vulgarity Of It Is So Overpowering.