The Journey Is Over. Love To All.

Whether Deliberately, Unconsciously Or Accidentally, She Seems To Have Composed Her Own Life So That Its Fitful, Rudderless, And Self-doubting First Half Was Alchemized Into Gold When The Austere Bluestocking Became The Fallen Woman.

Quoting, Like Smoking, ... Is A Dirty Habit To Which I Am Devoted. But Then ... I Am A Professor Of English Literature; It Is An Occupational Hazard.

The Compulsion To Find A Lover And Husband In A Single Person Has Doomed More Women To Misery Than Any Other Illusion.

New York Is Not Like London, A Now-and-then Place To Many People. You Can Either Not Live In New York Or Not Live Anyplace Else. One Is Either A Lover Or Hater.

The Married Are Those Who Have Taken The Terrible Risk Of Intimacy And, Having Taken It, Know Life Without Intimacy To Be Impossible.