Quote by Nora Ephron
Summer bachelors, like summer breezes, are never as cool as they p

Summer bachelors, like summer breezes, are never as cool as they pretend to be. – Nora Ephron

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As far as the men who are running for president are concerned, they arent even people I would date. – Nora Ephron

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You enter into a certain amount of madness when you marry a person with pets. – Nora Ephron

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Beware of men who cry. Its true that men who cry are sensitive to and in touch with feelings, but the only feelings they tend to be sensitive to and in touch with are their own. – Nora Ephron

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What I find cool about being a banned author is this: Im writing books that evoke a reaction, books that, if dropped in a lake, go down not with a whimper but a splash. – Lauren Myracle

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Prominence is cool, but when the delusion kicks in it can be a drag. Especially if you choose to surround yourself with friends and not acolytes. – Barbara Kruger

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Sometimes just when I say hello the right way, Im like, Whoa, Im so cool. – Robert Pattinson

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I dont think I really know just how cool Satan really was when I was in Junior High School. Now, thanks to Marilyn Manson, its no longer a secret. – Jim Coleman

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