Travelling, I worry about luggage, prices, and strange food. At home, I am free to broaden my mind by thinking about the higher things.
When a paradox is widely believed, it is no longer recognized as a paradox.
New York loves itself in an unkind and fanatical way.
It is hard to tell truth, and hard not to.
I am plain-speaking out of both sides of my mouth.
The extravagance of intellect outstrips the extravagance of desire.