It's said that love makes the world go around. Let me tell you, the announcement lacks verification. It's the wind from the dinner horn that does it.

Greenwich Village... the village of low rents and high arts.

It'll be a great place if they ever finish it.

If you live in an atmosphere of luxury, luxury is yours whether your money pays for it, or another's.

I wanted to paint a picture some day that people would stand before and forget that it was made of paint. I wanted it to creep into them like a bar of music and mushroom there like a soft bullet.

She had become so thoroughly annealed into his life that she was like the air he breathed--necessary but scarcely noticed.

Each of us, when our day's work is done, must seek our ideal, whether it be love or pinochle or lobster à la Newburg, or the sweet silence of the musty bookshelves.