The story of Harold Ross, the New Yorker and me is a mere footnote to the story of our time, and we might as well face the truth that to researchers of the future, poking about among the ruins of time, we shall all be tiny glitters. But then, so are diamonds. – James Thurber
Men who care passionately for women attach themselves at least as much to the temple and to the accessories of the cult as to their goddess herself. – Marguerite Yourcenar
Whenever something happens that makes me laugh or if I remember something in the middle of the night that I want to share, I jot the experience down. – Tori Spelling
