But come back in November or December, in February or March, when the fog, la nebbia, settles upon the city like a marvelous monster, and you will have little trouble believing that things can appear and disappear in this labyrinthine city, or that time here could easily slip in its sprockets and take you, willingly or unwillingly, back.

Ambivalence is a wonderful tune to dance to. It has a rhythm all its own.

Nothing you write is ever lost to you. At some other level your mind is working on it.

What was the point of spending your life with someone you were always looking for ways to decieve?

My generation had Doris Day as a role model, then Gloria Steinem--then Princess Diana. We are the most confused generation.

Writers tend to be addicted to houses ... We work at home, indulging the agoraphobia endemic to our kind. We are immersed in our surroundings to an almost morbid degree.

Harriet van Horne He makes love to me expertly, mechanically, coldly... He's pressing all my buttons, as if I were a pocket calculator.