“I had learned that you could imagine anything you wanted, that the space inside your head belonged only to you. Furnished and decorated and inhabited only by you, so that your insides teemed and seethed while your outward aspect remained… — Beatriz Williams Copy Share Image
“Long ago, I had learned that you could imagine anything you wanted, that the space inside your head belonged to you. Furnished and decorated and inhabited only by you, so that your insides teemed and seethed while your outward aspect… — Beatriz Williams Copy Share Image
“Do you know what I love most about the ocean? The way the water’s all connected. The bits and pieces have different names, but… — Beatriz Williams Copy Share Image
“I can look at a thing and know its worth in a second. It’s my particular talent.” — Beatriz Williams Copy Share Image
“I’m wearing one of Clara’s hats, which are much smarter than mine, close and brimless like a cap. Isn’t it funny, how a smart… — Beatriz Williams Copy Share Image
“The genius of politics, of people like Frank, is to link them all, understand them all. To represent them all, not just the ones… — Beatriz Williams Copy Share Image
“I had learned that you could imagine anything you wanted, that the space inside your head belonged only to you. Furnished and decorated and… — Beatriz Williams Copy Share Image
“one can no longer distinguish between history and reality after the absinthe goes in the punch.” — Beatriz Williams Copy Share Image
“Long ago, I had learned that you could imagine anything you wanted, that the space inside your head belonged to you. Furnished and decorated… — Beatriz Williams Copy Share Image
“All you really need to know about the Paris Ritz is this: by the middle of 1937, Coco Chanel was living in a handsome… — Beatriz Williams Copy Share Image
“No matter what your sins, if a dog can stand you, there must be some hope left for your soul.” — Beatriz Williams Copy Share Image
“Across the road, at the edge of the yellow beach, an especially large wave rises to the sky, gathering strength and power, until it… — Beatriz Williams Copy Share Image
“I thought, how magical, the first glimspe of snow. By March I would be sick of it, but here in this November instant those… — Beatriz Williams Copy Share Image
“coffee is like doughnuts: even a bad batch is better than no batch at all.” — Beatriz Williams Copy Share Image
