I Have Been Photographed To

Do Let Him Read The Papers. But Not While You Accusingly Tiptoe Around The Room, Or Perch Much Like A Silent Bird Of Prey On The Edge Of Your Most Uncomfortable Chair. (he Will Read Them Anyway, And He Should Read Them, So Let Him Choose His Own Good Time.) Don't Make A Big Exit. Just Go. But Kiss Him Quickly, Before You Go, Otherwise He Might Think You Are Angry; He Is Used To Suspecting He Is Doing Something Wrong.

There Is A Gigantic Difference Between Earning A Great Deal Of Money And Being Rich.

I Have Been Photographed To Death.

[on Orson Welles:] When I Talk To Him, I Feel Like A Plant That's Been Watered.

Champagne Makes You Feel Like It's Sunday And Better Days Are Just Around The Corner.