My veins are filled, once a week with a Neapolitan carpet cleaner distilled from the Adriatic and I am as bald as an egg. However I still get around and am mean to cats.
Source: Letter, 10 May 1982, to Philip Roth concerning his cancer and its treatment; in The Letters of John Cheever, 1989).
-- John Cheever, (May 27 1912-1982), US short-story writer, novelist; His work described, often through fantasy and ironic comedy, the life, manners, and morals of middle-class, suburban America.