My God, a moment of bliss. Why, isn't that enough for a whole lifetime?
To be young is to live in the hope of escaping youth; to be old, in the despair of having succeeded.
When I listen to the engine of my car, I might say it sounds fine, but it would not occur to me to say "What lovely music!
To sin offers repentance and forgiveness; not to sin offers only punishment.
What is reasoned has nothing to do with what is reasonable.
Those who are scandalized by a naked body--thinks the Devil--are easy prey: they are already doomed.
All true tradition usually appears revolutionary.
The critic is genius at one remove; he is not unlike an actor on the stage, and incarnates in his mind, as the actor embodies in his person, another's work; only thus does he understand art, realize it, know it; and having arrived at this, his task is done.
I think one of the things about ageing is the jagged peaks become a little bit mellower. . . ? Heheh. And I feel like I'm able to understand a little bit better where that sort of tack comes from.
I do love the Waldorf-Astoria, though. You know, I hear that from the doorstep you can see all the way to the Russian tea room.
The other day a woman came up to me and said, Didn't I see you on television? I said, I don't know. You can't see out the other way.