our real fears are the sounds of footsteps walking in the corridors of our minds, and the anxieties, the phantom floatings, they create.
It's redundant to die in Los Angeles.
But it's Sunday, Mr. Bell. Clocks are slow on Sundays.
I believe more in the scissors than I do in the pencil.
I would have liked to have known Oscar Wilde because I think he must have been very amusing and entertaining.
What I found does the most good is just to get into a taxi and go to Tiffany's. It calms me down right away, the quietness and the proud look of it;nothing very bad could happen to you there.