"I‘ve tried that. I‘ve tried aspirin, too. Rusty thinks I should smoke marijuana, and I did for a
while, but it only makes me giggle. What I‘ve found does the most good is just to get into a taxi and go to Tiffany‘s. It calms me down right away, the quietness and the proud look of it; nothing very bad could happen to you there, not with those kind men in their nice suits, and that lovely smell of silver and alligator wallets. If I could find a real-life place that made me feel like Tiffany‘s, then I‘d buy some furniture and give the cat a name. I‘ve thought maybe after the war, Fred and I — " She pushed up her dark glasses, and her eyes, the differing colors of them, the grays and wisps of blue and green, had taken on a far-seeing sharpness. "I went to Mexico once. It‘s wonderful country for raising horses. I saw one place near the sea. Fred‘s good with horses."
(47/130p. Penguin Classic, 2022) - P47