Yiddish is the voice of exile, the tongue of ghettos, but I'll shed a tear when it joins ancient Greek and dead Latin. For gossip and insult, you can't beat Yiddish. — Linda Barnes Copy Share Image
Marcia was incredibly organized, obsessively neat ... I mean she folded her underwear like origami. — Linda Barnes Copy Share Image
Singers come and go; the music business waxes and wanes. The blues are popular and unpopular, often at the same time. — Linda Barnes Copy Share Image
Probably the only thing my mom and dad agreed on was the vital importance of guilt. — Linda Barnes Copy Share Image
Yiddish is the voice of exile, the tongue of ghettos, but I'll shed a tear when it joins ancient Greek and dead Latin. For… — Linda Barnes Copy Share Image
If life can end in one minute - so damn quickly with no damn warning - you better do what you want to do… — Linda Barnes Copy Share Image
I have no-fail chemistry. A guy turns me on, he's the wrong one for me. — Linda Barnes Copy Share Image
Plenty of guys are good at sex, but conversation, now there's an art. — Linda Barnes Copy Share Image
I never get used to it, the unknowable mystery of a person so suddenly, totally closed, snapped shut like a half-read novel. — Linda Barnes Copy Share Image
