Tuesday, November 10, 2009

even without looking, she knows.


A woman knows the face of the man she loves as a sailor knows the open sea.
Honoré de Balzac

Monday, November 9, 2009

The bar …


The bar … is an exercise in solitude. Above all else, it must be quiet, dark, very comfortable — and, contrary to modern mores, no music of any kind, no matter how faint. In sum, there should be no more than a dozen tables, and a clientele that doesn’t like to talk.
Luis Buñuel

Idle details


I cannot walk through the suburbs in the solitude of the night without thinking that the night pleases us because it suppresses idle details, just as our memory does.
Jorge Luis Borges

Sunday, November 8, 2009

Red

Red is the ultimate cure for sadness.
Bill Blass

Saturday, November 7, 2009

At home

Don’t you stay at home of evenings? Don’t you love a cushioned seat in a corner, by the fireside, with your slippers on your feet?
Oliver Wendell Holmes

Friday, November 6, 2009

Love match

I believe a strong woman may be stronger than a man, particularly if she happens to have love in her heart. I guess a loving woman is indestructible.
John Steinbeck

Thursday, November 5, 2009

Boredom remains

Jump out the window if you are the object of passion. Flee it if you feel it. Passion goes, boredom remains.
Coco Chanel