A word to the wise is not sufficient if it doesn't make sense.

The difference between our decadence and the Russians is that while theirs is brutal, ours is apathetic.

Most of the faint intimations of immortality of which we are occasionally aware would seem to arise out of Art or the materials of Art.

Women deserve to have more than 12 years between 28 and 40.

Ours is a precarious language, as every writer knows, in which the merest shadow line often separates affirmation from negation, sense from nonsense, and one sex from the other

I love the idea of there being two sexes, don't you?

Remember laughter. You'll need it even in the blessed isles of Ever After.