You got a man? That's somethin we will talk about. He's smart enough to have ya, but dumb enough to let ya out.
A girl fresh from a boarding school may perhaps be a virgin but no! she is never chaste.
It is easy to sit up and take notice, What is difficult is getting up and taking action.
If we all said to people's faces what we say behind one another's backs, society would be impossible.
Though the human heart may have to pause for rest when climbing the heights of affection it rarely stops on the slippery slope of hatred.
When you doubt your power, you give power to your doubt.
Behind every great fortune lies a great crime.
Ferrari gives you a special feeling.
Pay no attention to the less courageous.
What I see is teeming cohesion, contained dispersal. . . For him, to sculpt is to take the fat off space.
Wine talks; ask anyone. The oracle at the street corner; the uninvited guest at the wedding feast; the holy fool. It ventriloquizes. It has a million voices. It unleashes the tongue, teasing out secrets you never meant to tell, secrets you never even knew. It shouts, rants, whispers. It speaks of great plans, tragic loves, and terrible betrayals. It screams with laughter. It chuckles softly to itself. It weeps in front of its own reflection. It revives summers long past and memories best forgotten. Every bottle a whiff of other times, other places, everyone. . . a humble miracle