Mothers got a hard road to travel, believe me.

I am at the moment writing a lengthy indictment against our century. When my brain begins to reel from my literary labors, I make an occasional cheese dip.

Apparently I lack some particular perversion which today's employer is seeking.

The day before me is fraught with God knows what horrors.

I mingle with my peers or no one, and since I have no peers, I mingle with no one.

Had that poor Reilly kook really been proud of Levy Pants? He had always said that he was. That was one good sign of his insanity.

To you character is a psychosis. Integrity is a complex.

She ran into the bathroom and powdered her face and the front of her dress, drew a surrealistic version of a mouth beneath her nose, and dashed into her bedroom to find a coat.

Mother doesn't cook, Ignatius said dogmatically, She burns.

Oh, my God!" Ignatius bellowed from the front of the house. "What an egregious insult to good taste.

We ruined each other by being together. We destroyed each other’s dreams.

No one cared what St. Louis thought, although the city got a wink for pluck.

We have states. And we have cities. And we have counties. And we have the private sector. And - and so the country still works even when Washington's dysfunctional.

I always finish off my look with a spritz of Vera Wang Pink Princess.

I could almost see common sense and denial fighting away at each other within her. In the end, denial won, as it so often does.

We — mankind — stand at the center of an evolutionary crisis, with a new evolutionary device — our consciousness of the crisis — as our unique contribution.

Free speech exercised both individually and through a free press, is a necessity in any country where people are themselves free.

Let us in education dream of an aristocracy of achievement arising out of a democracy of opportunity

Richard Meier told me, 'Young man, solar energy has nothing to do with architecture.'

When I pitched headforemost into the world I landed in the crib of Negroism.