I have the reputation for having read all of Henry James. Which would argue a misspent youth and middle age.

The trouble with the lost generation is that it didn't get lost enough.

Women are wiser than men because they know less and understand more.

I'm sixty-five and I guess that puts me in with the geriatrics, but if there were fifteen months in every year, I'd only be forty-eight.

One martini is all right. Two are too many, and three are not enough.

I loathe the expression “What makes him tick.” It is the American mind, looking for simple and singular solutions, that uses the foolish expression. A person not only ticks, he also chimes and strikes the hour, falls and breaks and has to be put together again, and sometimes stops like an electric clock in a thunderstorm.

Don't get it right, just get it written.