When one good thing happened to you, other good things seemed to follow.

Beware what you consume, lest you appetite grow by what it feeds on.

That was the wonderful thing about New York: Years of bad blood could be wiped out with a single gesture of friendliness.

But that was the problem with New York: No matter how succesful you thought you were, there was always someone who was richer, more successful, more famous.. The idea of it was sometimes enough to make you want to give up.