Pleasure That Isn't Paid For Is As

So We Came To The Ritz Hotel And The Ritz Hotel Was Divine. Because When A Girl Can Sit In A Delightful Bar And Have Delicious Champagne Cocktails And Look At All The Important French People In Paris, I Think It Is Divine.

Memory Is More Indelible Than Ink.

One Might Feel That, At My Age, I Should Look On Life With More Gravity. After All, I've Been Privileged To Listen, Firsthand, Tosome Of The Most Profound Thinkers Of My Daywho Were All Beset By Gloom Over The Condition The World Had Gotten Into. Then Why Can't I View It With Anything But Amusement?

I Used To Think That Looking Across A Pillow Into The Fabulous Face Of Buster Keaton Would Be A More Thrilling Destiny Than Any Screen Career.

I Was Making Love To A Man, A Man I Hardly Even Know. He Was Kissing The Face Off Me And I Was Kissing The Face Off Him. And I Found It Highly Satisfactory.