...I believed passionately that Communists were a race of horned men who divided their time equally between the burning of Nancy Drew books and the devising of a plan of nuclear attack that would land the largest and most lethal bomb squarely upon the third-grade class of Thomas Jefferson School in Morristown, New Jersey.

No one I knew talked about money. It's not an area of interest.

[On the writers she admires:] I prefer dead writers, because I don't see them at parties.

The opposite of talking isn't listening. The opposite of talking is waiting.

The Word Lady: Most Often Used to Describe Someone You Wouldn't Want to Talk to for Even Five Minutes.

Success didn't spoil me, I've always been insufferable.

Spilling your guts is just exactly as charming as it sounds.