Elizabeth Bibesco

What you possess is not what you jingle in the pockets of your memory, but the imaginings with which you fill the spaces of the future.

Irony is the hygiene of the mind.

To others we are not ourselves but performers in their lives cast for a part we do not even know we are playing.

There's no buying a greasy breakfast in L.A. - it's all organic juices.

I don't eat cereal actually... Frosted Flakes... that's as close as I can get.

The cruel ambush of 9/11 supposedly 'changed everything,' slapping us back to reality. Yet we are constantly shocked, shocked by the foreseeable.