No, I don't understand my husband's theory of relativity, but I know my husband, and I know he can be trusted.

There is no such thing as a person that nothing has happened to, and each person's story is as different as his fingertips.

Serve the dinner backward, do anything-but for goodness sake, do something weird.

I make enemies deliberately. They are the sauce piquante to my dish of life.

The cocktail party is easily the worst invention since castor oil

I don't hate anyone. I dislike. But my dislike is the equivalent of anyone else's hate.