QUOTE : ‎Oh, anywhere, driver, anywhere - it doesn't matter. Just keep driving.<br />It's better here in this taxi than it was walking. It's no good my trying to walk. There is always a glimpse through the crowd of someone who looks like him—someone with his swing of the shoulders, his slant of the hat. And I think it's he, I think he's come back. And my heart goes to scalding water and the buildings sway and bend above me. No, it's better to be here. But I wish the driver would go fast, so fast that people walking by would be a long gray blur, and I could see no swinging shoulders, no slanted hat.<br />Dorothy Parker, Sentiment, Harper's Bazaar, May 1933.