The secret of learning to be sick is this: Illness doesn't make you less of what you were. You are still you.
I like the old, vintage Hollywood look.
Act as young as you feel. You're not getting older; you're getting more entitled to be your fabulous self.
We all have to go through hard times. Tragedies. Those are given to us to see what we're going to do with them.
Never say never. In your life you never know what's going to happen next.
Sometimes you have to sacrifice your performance for high heels.
After you make a fool of yourself a few hundred times, you learn what works.
The lore of our fathers is a fabric of sentences. In our hands it develops and changes, through more or less arbitrary and deliberate revisions and additions of our own, more or less directly occasioned by the continuing stimulation of our sense organs. It is a pale gray lore, black with fact and white with convention. But I have found no substantial reasons for concluding that there are any quite black threads in it, or any white ones.
In New York I pretty much live in diners - I order French Fries, Diet Coke floats and lots of coffee.
[Albert] Camus writes his acceptance speech for the Nobel Prize in thanks to his teacher.
As for being much known by sight, and pointed out, I cannot comprehend the honor that lies withal; whatsoever it be, every mountebank has it more than the best doctor.