"in France," Marcel Said With Wintry Dignity,

Santa Barbara People Are Conservative-not Like In L.a., Where Everybody Wears Rhinestones On Their Glasses To Show That They Own An Airplane Factory.

Love Is Not The Dying Moan Of A Distant Violin - It's The Triumphant Twang Of A Bedspring.

A Farm Is An Irregular Patch Of Nettles Bounded By Short-term Notes, Containing A Fool And His Wife Who Didn't Know Enough To Stay In The City.

This Medal (the National Book Award) Together With My American Express Card, Will Identify Me Worldwide ... Except At Bloomingdale's.

"in France," Marcel Said With Wintry Dignity, "accidents Occur In The Bedroom, Not The Kitchen."