“This would become a lifelong pattern, sitting in my comfort zone high above the world in some sort of self-imposed exile.”

“Paris and Fashion. Books and Art. What would one be ... without the other?”

“There are people in this world so rich that when it rains they simply fly away on private jets in search of sun.”

“How could I ever forget my best friend, the man, who had changed my destiny simply by allowing me to write about him?”

“...Don't insult readers by questioning the extent of their imaginations. Most need only to be nudged to solve a good mystery.”

“Who knew? Spies read.”

“Beware. Those with the least amount of authority exercise it the most often.”