I love quotations because it is a joy to find thoughts one might have, beautifully expressed with much authority by someone recognized wiser than oneself.

I dress for the image. Not for myself, not for the public, not for fashion, not for men.

Careful grooming may take twenty years off a woman's age, but you can't fool a flight of stairs.

Being in the depths of sadness is just as important an experience as being exuberantly happy.

It's the friends you can call up at 4 a.m. that matter.

Champagne makes you feel like it's Sunday and better days are just around the corner.

Glamour is assurance. It is a kind of knowing that you are all right in every way, mentally and physically and in appearance, and that, whatever the occasion or the situation, you are equal to it.

You can't live without illusions, even if you must fight for them.

Most women set out to try to change a man, and when they have changed him they do not like him.

To lose your prejudices you must travel.

In Europe, it doesn't matter if you're a man or a woman - we make love with anyone we find attractive.

she looked up at the stars and gave Tibby thanks. She didn't have to throw her thoughts far to know they reached her.

Sure, I can get a little bit jealous. The good part about jealousy is that it comes from passion. It's also the dangerous part and it's an ugly emotion that hurts.

Even if you don't believe in God, exploring fully the idea of a God or Gods should pose no threat to you.

A man is ever apt to contemplate himself out of all proportion to his surroundings.

Statistically speaking, the Cheerful Early Riser is rejected more completely than a member of any other subculture, save those with boot odor.

I hope that your committee will not permit doubt as to constitutionality, however reasonable, to block the suggested legislation

Disarmament or limitation of armaments, which depends on the progress made on security, also contributes to the maintenance of peace.

Art to me is not precious enough that I feel territorial about what the word gets applied to. Conversations about what counts as art and what doesn't doesn't captivate my attention very much.

Foolish heart, hear me calling. Stop before you start falling. Foolish heart, heed my warning; you've been wrong before. Don't be wrong anymore.

Why are we willing to accept a new mathematical formula we don't understand as the product of a brilliant mind, while rejecting a new art form we don't understand as the product of a deranged mind?