“How could I ever forget my best friend, the man, who had changed my destiny simply by allowing me to write about him?” — Peggy Kopman-Owens Copy Share Image
“Beware. Those with the least amount of authority exercise it the most often.” — Peggy Kopman-Owens Copy Share Image
“Paris and Fashion. Books and Art. What would one be ... without the other?” — Peggy Kopman-Owens Copy Share Image
“I write to raise the curtain on life's endless possibilities. Because you asked, "Pourquoi?” — Peggy Kopman-Owens Copy Share Image
“The French know the intrinsic value of holding on to the past, its pleasures, its promises, and its tender mercies.” — Peggy Kopman-Owens Copy Share Image
“Whatever the unknown in Europe, it had to be better than the known in a small town, where truth was hidden behind smiles, pleasantries,… — Peggy Kopman-Owens Copy Share Image
“In Paris, the dance was everything. The dance of romance was what a man could remember in his old age. Didn’t all young Americans… — Peggy Kopman-Owens Copy Share Image
“ Friendships outlive marriages and family. Friendships can make a life wonderful or wasted, worth sacrificing or worth saving. In the Paris-based 7-book Apricot… — Peggy Kopman-Owens Copy Share Image
“...Don't insult readers by questioning the extent of their imaginations. Most need only to be nudged to solve a good mystery.” — Peggy Kopman-Owens Copy Share Image
“In Paris, women were not considered interesting until they were middle-aged. The Mist of Montmartre” — Peggy Kopman-Owens Copy Share Image
“For anyone who wanted to throw away his watch, along with his past, this was the place.” — Peggy Kopman-Owens Copy Share Image
“He had learned Lesson One: Let French women tell you what they want.” — Peggy Kopman-Owens Copy Share Image
