All people talk of money sometimes, everywhere. But not for all people, everywhere, is money the addiction, the obsession, the stimulant, that it seems to be in New York. It is a large part of the clamor, and it is the voice - quite literally - of the man in the street.

A high standard of living is usually accompanied by a low standard of thinking.

In an age where the lowered eyelid is just a sign of fatigue, the delicate game of love is pining away. Freud and flirtation are poor companions.

All wars derive from lack of empathy: the incapacity of one to understand and accept the likeness or difference of another. Whether in nations or the encounters of race and sex, competition then replaces compassion, subjection excludes mutuality.

The world of sight is still limitless. It is the artist who limits vision to the cramped dimensions of his own ego.

People on horses look better than they are. People in cars look worse than they are.

The curse of the romantic is a greed for dreams, an intensity of expectation that, in the end, diminishes the reality.