A woman's quest in life should be to find the perfect apartment. And I have found the perfect apartment. The perfect apartment is the first floor of the Metropolitan Museum. With a sofa.

Magazines all too frequently lead to books and should be regarded by the prudent as the heavy petting of literature.

The other day I read that last year 58 million tourists came to New York ... where a puny eight million people are trying to live. Unless they own a hotel chain, I don't think a single one of these eight million people are happy about this.

I walk a lot in New York, not for the exercise but to get from place to place, and because it's the way of having the least contact with human beings.

Because I was young, I had this long hair, and people used to try to tip me with joints.

I hate academic mysteries. As soon as I come across the word 'don' and it's not someone's first name, I close the book.

I don't like to read nonfiction. To me, fact is something I can look up.