August 2012
“For me there are only two kinds of women, goddesses and doormats.”
– Pablo Picasso
One year ago today I was celebrating my first night in Paris with a Tour Eiffel-illuminating lightning storm and a simple meal at the apartment of Clint Eastwood’s son in the seventh. (Life is odd that way.) The glamour of that first magical night couldn’t possibly feel more remote right now than if it had happened to someone else entirely. I am terrible at letting things go but at least that will...
“‘Yum,’ repeated Bernard. He said it very close to her royal ear.
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– Tom Robbins, Still Life With Woodpecker
“Taste is the fundamental quality which sums up all other qualities. It is the ne...”
– Comte de Lautréamont (1846-1870)
“Ideally, the two people greeting each other consider not only the level of...”
– Henry Alford, The Public Kiss Welcome or Not (via slightlypretentious)
