People are like almanacs, Bonnie - you never can find the information you're looking for, but the casual reading is well worth the trouble.

Why is there happiness and comfort and excitement where you are and no where else in the world.

The trouble with emergencies is," she said, "that I always put on my finest underwear and then nothing happens.

I wish we could spend July by the sea, browning ourselves and feeling water-weighted hair flow behind us from a dive. I wish our gravest concerns were the summer gnats. I wish we were hungry for hot dogs and dopes, and it would be nice to smell the starch of summer linens and the faint odor of talc in blistering summer bath houses ... We could lie in long citoneuse beams of the five o'clock sun on the plage at Juan-les-Pins and hear the sound of the drum and piano being scooped out to sea by the waves.

By the time a person has achieved years adequate for choosing a direction, the die is cast and the moment has long since passed which determined the future.

Millie Beggs, by the time she was forty-five, had become an emotional anarchist.

We grew up founding our dreams on the infinite promise of American advertising.