Red is frequently associated with passion because it is the color of fire. Those who take this seriously need to be reminded that there is such thing as arson.
We don’t read books. We mean to read books. And where do we mean to read books? That’s right--on the plane. We meant to read it on the plane.
Sleep is death without the responsibility.
There is nothing less appealing than color fraught with meaning– the very notion is boisterous, inappropriate, and marked by the dreariest sort of longing.
Those who seek dignity in the type of work that compels them to help hamburgers are certain to be disappointed. Also behaving badly.
Once upon a time, long long ago, people wanted to be well spoken.
Hello, you don’t know me but my hair dresser occasionally sleeps with your press agent, so why don’t you show me Paris.
There is no such thing as rock and roll in Italy, so all the kids there want to be movie stars instead of heroin addicts.
Great people talk about ideas, average people talk about things, and small people talk about wine.
Summer has an unfortunate effect upon hostesses who have been unduly influenced by the photography of Irving Penn and take the season to serve dinners of astonishingly meager proportions.
Candied violets are the necco wafers of the overbred.
Large, naked, raw carrots are acceptable as food only to those who live in hutches eagerly awaiting easter.
A hobby is, of course, an abomination, as are all interests and passions that do not lead directly to personal gain.
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Mental health is rarely, if ever, achieved by reliving your birth in a bathtub.
Having been unpopular in high school is not just cause for book publication.
Brown rice is ponderous, overly chewy, and possessed of unpleasant religious overtones.
I, for one, would much rather be punched in the nose than in the sensibility.
If there were no such thing as food, Oyster Bay would just be called Bay, and for the title of the ‘Cherry Orchard,’ Chekov would have chosen ‘A Group of Empty Trees, Regularly Spaced.’
As one who’s taste in mental states has always run largely toward the coma, I have very little patience for the current craze for self awareness.