In New York there is always something to look at, but it is all infinitely more interesting through a window in the backseat of a limousine.

— Anna Godbersen

Instead, he sat in the parlor of his family's Fifth Avenue mansion, growing older by the minute just like everybody else.

— Anna Godbersen

Interesting" people were her favorite hobby. She collected them: the type who did gay things late at night and smoked cigarettes in mixed company, those would have most scandalized her own mother.

— Anna Godbersen

I tell you Schooner she doesn't know what she has. That's the heart of it. She's like some wild creature who hasn't a clue the worth of its coat.

— Anna Godbersen

It had been an awful thing to lose Henry the first time, to matrimony, but to discover what a false front he was capable of was another kind of blow, and it had left her almost speechless. Then there was the fury with herself—for she had known what Henry’s love was, and still she had gone back to suffer a little more at his hands.

— Anna Godbersen

It is a fact of big cities that one girl's darkest how is always another's moment of shining triumph, and New York is the biggest and cruelest city of them all.

— Anna Godbersen

It is a truth universally acknowledge that there will always be a gentleman to dance with, except at just the moment when you require one most.

— Anna Godbersen

It is easy to forget now, how effervescent and free we all felt that summer.

— Anna Godbersen

It is easy to forget now, how effervescent and free we all felt that summer. Everything fades: the shimmer of gold over White Cove; the laughter in the night air; the lavender early morning light on the faces of skyscrapers, which had suddenly become so heroically tall. Every dawn seemed to promise fresh miracles, among other joys that are in short supply these days. And so I will try to tell you, while I still remember, how it was then, before everything changed-that final season of the era that roared.

— Anna Godbersen

It is well known that a man, when wooing a lady to be his wife, must first win over the females she most confides in—her friends, of course, and her sister, if she has one.

— Anna Godbersen