She was beautiful - but especially she was without mercy.

And I like large parties. They’re so intimate. At small parties there isn’t any privacy.

She was a dark, unenduring little flower - yet he thought he detected in her some quality of spiritual reticence, of strength drawn from her passive acceptance of all things. In this he was mistaken.

People disappeared, reappeared, made plans to go somewhere, and then lost each other, searched for each other, found each other a few feet away.

Conditions in the [movie] industry somehow propose the paradox: "We brought you here for your individuality but while you're here we insist that you do everything to conceal it.

If you try to create a type, you may end with nothing. If you do a good job of creating an individual, you may succeed at creating a type.

No one person in the world is necessary to you or to me.