Pleasant because one is in the best possible company and safe because sleep is the consummate protection against the unseemliness that is the invariable consequence of being awake. Here’s a line from one of the stories: “A small band of exiled Cubists took over the Great Rotunda in the Capitol Building in Washington DC, and threatened to set it on fire unless the entire city was broken down into its basic geometric forms.

I'm doing it more for the lovability of Frannie Lebowitz, than necessarily her laugh-out-loud funniness. Read this when it first came out, because of a review in NYT Book review which, unfortunately, as so often, held at least half the best lines in the book.And although Metropolitan Life is still funny, it’s become another piece of the New York I knew, and ache for.

Het sterkst vond ik haar in de puntige epigram achtige uitspraken die een beetje aan Wilde doen denken. To calculate the overall star rating and percentage breakdown by star, we don’t use a simple average.This is one of the funnier passages in my opinion, and frankly, I just don't find this all that amusing. Metropolitan Life Insurance Company: American Bridge Company of New York (The Company, 1907), also by American Bridge Company, Francis P.

Metropolitan Life Insurance Company: Lengthening life through insurance health work: a study of the trends of mortality among policy-holders in the Metropolitan Life Insurance Company and in United States Registration Area, 1911 to 1919. And yet, I remember Fran's endless appearances on talk shows in the 1970s-early 1980s, looking very errudite and Andy Warhol-ish, with sophisticated cigarette in hand, as she spouted off her pontifications and rumination of life. It includes "Success without College," "Why I Love Sleep," "A Few Words on a Few Words," "Plants: The Root of All Evil," "Digital Clocks and Calculators: Spoilers of Youth," and The Primary Cause of Heterosexuality Among Males in Urban Areas: Yet another Crackpot Theory. I enjoy the idea of lying around all day reading magazines, though I doubt I could get anyone to pay me for that. The entire collection reads like a bunch of half-assed blogs by a smart-assed kid, which is made all the worse by the casual racism, homophobia, and thoughtlessness of her era.This is a collection of Lebowitz essays that originally were published in Warhol's magazine, Interview and in Mademoiselle and all were written in the 1970's.