I wanted to know how Jackie felt about [John F. Kennedy], and I got to know Rachel "Bunny" Mellon. Bunny and her were buddies. I asked, "How do you know what Jackie knew?" And Bunny said, "She told me. ". . . Jackie called him "Magic. " Bunny said she just picked her man. That was it. This was the guy she loved.
Men of extraordinary success, in their honest moments, have always sung, "Not unto us, not unto us. " According to the faith of their times, they have built altars to Fortune, or to Destiny, or to St. Julian. Their success lay in their parallelism to the course of thought, which found in them an unobstructed channel; and the wonders of which they were the visible conductors seemed to their eye their deed.