Believe Me, If I Looked

…the Amount Of Maintenance Involving Hair Is Genuinely Overwhelming. Sometimes I Think That Not Having To Worry About Your Hair Anymore Is The Secret Upside Of Death.

Food Became, For Dinner Parties In The Sixties, What Abstract Expressionism Had Been In The Fifties.

The Odd Thing About This Form Of Communication Is You're More Likely To Talk About Nothing Than Something. But I Just Want To Say That All This Nothing Has Meant More To Me Than So Many... Somethings. So, Thanks.

... When I Finish Reading People, I Always Feel That I Have Just Spent Four Days In Los Angeles. Women's Wear Daily At Least Makes Me Feel Dirty; People Makes Me Feel That I Haven't Read Or Learned Or Seen Anything At All.

There Is Something Called The Rapture Of The Deep, And It Refers To What Happens When A Deep-sea Diver Spends Too Much Time At The Bottom Of The Ocean And Can't Tell Which Way Is Up. When He Surfaces, He's Liable To Have A Condition Called The Bends, Where The Body Can't Adapt To The Oxygen Levels In The Atmosphere. All Of This Happens To Me When I Surface From A Great Book.