I have terrible short-term memory loss, which I like to think of as Presidential eligibility.
Tourists moved over the piazza like drugged insects on a painted plate.
Hair brings one’s self-image into focus; it is vanity’s proving ground. Hair is terribly personal, a tangle of mysterious prejudices
The sad truth is that excellence makes people nervous.
Between the two poles of whole-truth and half-truth is slung the chancy hammock in which we all rock.
In a nation of celebrity worshipers, amid followers of the cult of personality, individual modesty becomes a heroic quality. I find heroism in the acceptance of anonymity, in the studied resistance to the normal American tropism toward the limelight.
The mark of a true crush. . . is that you fall in love first and grope for reasons afterward.
The right of revolution, which tyrants, in mockery, accord to mankind, is no legal right under a government; it is only a natural right to overturn a government.
I was not "shoe. " That's a misuse of the term "shoe," which is derived from "white shoe. "
Expect nothing and life will be velvet.
Time is not a thing that passes. . . it's a sea on which you float.