Cecily: I’m dancing at the Elton John concert.
Arnaud: I hate you. Go to yellow brick hell.
sex and the city
Cecily, on summer.
Cecily: I was romantically involved with four people over the summer. I enjoyed it. It went well with the weather and the food options.
Carlo, on love.
Carlo: Remember, if you think you are in love Cecily, a butterfly cannot suddenly turn into a snail.
Two friends, on the virtues of wine.
Cecily: Jesus converted water into wine!
Arnaud: And did he drink it?
Cecily, on new shoes.
Cecily: I just acquired shoes I can wear in a forest. I haven’t had “forest shoes” for several years. Manolo Blahnik weeps for me today.
Two friends, on dates.
Cecily: I have been invited to a Franco-Algerian wedding this Spring!
Jonathan: Will there be dates?
Cecily: Sweet ones, or the kind that wear suits?
Two friends, on carrots.
Cecily: My grandfather suggested carrots as a cure for insomnia, and it works for me.
Arnaud: I will try them tonight!
Cecily: To improve their efficacy, talk to the carrots while you’re cooking them, or sing. I believe they like folk.
Arnaud: They will have rock, but not The Smashing Pumpkins. That would offend them.
Cecily: I beg to differ. I think the carrots should be at war with the pumpkins. Pumpkins make a better purée and you’d better believe they make a better velouté.
Two friends, on a poetic life.
Cecily: Foster is a young man I met at the Shakespeare and Company bookstore. He was such a gentle soul, and an inspiring one. I didn’t think to ask his last name, and he doesn’t know mine. When we parted it felt romantic not to swap details, but now I feel a sense of loss. The only way I could think to contact him again was to leave a note on the literary board in Shakespeare and Company, where he goes all the time to read and to hide his photographs in the pages of their books as a kind of art quest for the public.
Charles: Oh God. Do you ever do things that aren’t poetic?
Two Italians, on a natural woman.
Nicolas: She does not look natural!
Carlo: Sometimes it is good to have women who are natural, sometimes it is better to have women who ignore the whole concept.
Two Italians, on harems.
Carlo: Nicolas, you should have a harem of men like Cecily.
Nicolas: No. I have one woman per night and then she leaves.
Carlo: But really, that’s a kind of harem.
Nicolas: It’s not! I don’t ever intend to keep my women.
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