life is just a progression toward, and then a recession from, one phrase—'I love you.'"
"Go on," she urged. "Lie to me by the moonlight. Do a fabulous story."
and the female hell is deadlier than the male."
Oh, don't apologize! I can't stand men who say 'I'm sorry' in that manly, reserved tone. Just shut up!"
I distrust people who can be intense at this hour in the morning. It's a mild form of insanity—a sort of breakfast-food jag. Morning's the time to sleep, swim, and be careless."
