Bed Is The Perfect Climate.

Madame Bovary Is The Sexiest Book Imaginable. The Woman's Virtually A Nyphomaniac But You Won't Find A Vulgar Word In The Entire Thing.

I Can Take Any Amount Of Criticism, As Long As It Is Unqualified Praise.

I Also Avoid Green Vegetables. They're Grossly Overrated.

I Do Not Intend To Let Myself Down More Than I Can Possibly Help, And I Find That The Fewer Illusions I Have About Myself Or The World Around Me, The Better Company I Am For Myself.

As One Gets Older, One Discovers Everything Is Going To Be Exactly The Same With Different Hats On.