the person talking to you never looks directly at you, but rather around the room, searching for the answer to the universal cocktail party question, 'Who's here tonight?

A balanced guest list of mixed elements is to a successful party what the seasoning is to a culinary triumph.

In Rome people seem to love with more zest, murder with more imagination, submit to creative urges more often, and lose the sense of logic more easily than in any other place.

The perfect classroom is Paris.

Good taste is synonymous with success in all fields of life. It's not a question of money, but of a trained eye.

There is no substitute for the riches gained on a lifetime basis by the young American who studies or works abroad.

if the right man does not come along, there are many fates far worse. One is to have the wrong man come along.

Women have to be a lot smarter and brighter and have to work a lot harder to prepare themselves. They have to watch what they do and how they behave. It's not a free world yet.

At home, we're listening to TV or playing with our computers, so our entertaining is rusting. We don't know how to be good hosts and guests in business situations.

Politeness decrees that you must listen to be kind intelligence decrees that you must listen to learn.

Tea time is a chance to slow down, pull back and appreciate our surroundings.

Forget the past, think of future, remember God's goodness and His power and ability to take you to where you ought to be and establish you.

I forgot to shake hands and be friendly. It was an important lesson about leadership.

A universal feeling, whether well or ill founded, cannot be safely disregarded.

I'm not a make-up person, I always take a less-is-more approach to my routine. Less is more: "no makeup" makeup.

I wish to reproduce things as they are or as they would be even if I myself did not exist.

I’ve been to the Mountaintop

Those who never make mistakes lose a great many chances to learn something

One half of my head, from the top of my skull to the cleft of my jaw, hammers, bangs, sizzles while the other half, serene and content, looks on at the agony next door.

I refuse to be part of a generation that celebrates the death of communism abroad with the loss of the American dream at home.

Unlimited power is apt to corrupt the minds of those who possess it.