For the moment I can only cry out that I have lost my splendid mirage. Come back, come back, O glittering and white!

First you take a drink, then the drink takes a drink, then the drink takes you.

It's all life is. Just going 'round kissing people.

It's just because I love the past that I want this house to look back on its glamourous moment of youth and beauty, and I want its stairs to creak as if to the footsteps of women with hoop skirts and men in boots and spurs. But they've made it into a blondined, rouged-up old woman of sixty.

I noticed that she wore her evening dress, all her dresses, like sports clothes-there was a jauntiness about her movements as if she had first learned to walk upon a golf course on clean, crisp, mornings.

A woman should be able to kiss a man beautifully and romantically without any desire to be either his wife or his mistress.

I was in love with a whirlwind, so when the girl threw me over, I went home and finished my novel.