Art Must Take Reality By Surprise.

It Seems To Me That There Are Two Kinds Of Trickery: The "fronts" People Assume Before One Another's Eyes, And The "front" A Writer Puts On The Face Of Reality.

No One Talks About Money More Than People Who Have Too Much Of It.

One Can Never Speak Enough Of The Virtues, The Dangers, The Power Of Shared Laughter.

In Love, As In Finance, Only The Rich Can Get Credit.

For What Are We Looking For If Not To Please? I Do Not Know If The Desire To Attract Others Comes From A Superabundance Of Vitality, Possessiveness, Or The Hidden, Unspoken Need To Be Reassured.