No one ever told me I was pretty when I was a little girl. All little girls should be told they're pretty, even if they aren't.
— What were you doing in a Spanish convent, anyway?
— Mistook it for a brothel. Honest mistake.
Woman know when a man looks into her eyes and sees someone else.
I mean, when my dad's not asking the maid for a neck-rub, he's telling me if I'm going to get emotional, I should do it in a closet because no one likes to see a hysterical woman.
Kindness and intelligence are the preoccupations of age. Being cruel and thoughtless is far more fascinating when you're twenty.
If a girl looks swell when she meets you, who gives a damn if she's late?