Fail, and your friends feel superior. Succeed, and they feel resentful.

Pain narrows consciousness; pleasure blurs it.

When Medusa looks in the mirror, she sees the Lady of Sorrows.

My passions have never jumped out of the fireplace and set fire to the carpet.

Retirement requires the invention of a new hedonism, not a return to the hedonism of youth

The sewing machine joins what the scissors have cut asunder, plus whatever else comes in its path.

Clothes make a statement. Costumes tell a story.

The laughter of the aphorism is sometimes triumphant, but seldom carefree.

'Be faithful to your roots' is the liberal version of 'Stay in your ghetto.'

Every day begins with an act of courage and hope: getting out of bed.

Totem poles and wooden masks no longer suggest tribal villages but fashionable drawing rooms in New York and Paris.

When you share your knowledge, you gain wisdom. Share as much as you can and as often as you can.

Every engine takes advantage of a difference.

I will tell you something about stories . . . They aren't just entertainment. Don't be fooled. They are all we have, you see, all we have to fight off illness and death.

We don't go back to wallow, we go back to undo the lies that are back there that are holding its captive from living a wondrous and full life.

If I were a man, I would strenuously object to the assumption that women have any moral or spiritual superiority as a class.

The gist of the Twist is chiefly in the hips

Commuters give the city its tidal restlessness, natives give it solidity and continuity, but the settlers give it passion.

In the '90s, there was a big bell-bottom craze. Everyone was wearing grungy bell-bottoms. It was so repugnant to me.

I'm not an actor. I can show up for friends and improvise a little bit, but I'm not an actor.

You are the Essence of the Essence, The intoxication of Love. I long to sing Your Praises but stand mute with the agony of wishing in my heart !