That strange feeling we had in the war. Have you found anything in your lives since to equal it in strength? A sort of splendid carelessness it was, holding us together.

Why do I drink Champagne for breakfast? Doesn't everyone?

Comedies of manners swiftly become obsolete when there are no longer any manners.

How foolish to think that one can ever slam the door in the face of age. Much wiser to be polite and gracious and ask him to lunch in advance.

Exercise is the most awful illusion. The secret is a lot of aspirin and marrons glaces.

How about slipping out of those wet things and into a dry Martini?

Having to read footnotes resembles having to go downstairs to answer the door while in the midst of making love.