My last refuge, my books: simple pleasures, like finding wild onions by the side of a road, or requited love.
You're thoughtful, Barbara, but you're not open. You're passionate, but you're hard. You're a good, decent, funny, wonderful woman, and I love you, but you're a pain in the ass.
The window shades have all been removed. Nighttime is now free to encroach.
Listen to me: die after me, all right? I don't care what else you do, where you go, how you screw up your life, just... survive. Outlive me, please.
Thank God we can't tell the future. We'd never get out of bed.
All women need makeup. Don't let anybody tell you different. The only woman who was pretty enough to go without makeup was Elizabeth Taylor and she wore a ton.
