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.

Only the artists interest me whose hearts beat in unison with the poignant misery of the world. If you have not felt that, you have not lived. Pity is essential.

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

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

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