Women know what men have long forgotten. The ultimate economic and spiritual unit of any civilization is still the family.

The women who inspired this play deserved to be smacked across the head with a meat ax and that, I flatter myself, is exactly what I smacked them with.

There are no hopeless situations; there are only men who have grown hopeless about them.

Nature abhors a vacuum, even in the heads of statesmen.

Nature abhors a virgin - a frozen asset.

Middle age is the way you would feel about summer if you knew there would never be another spring.

H. L. Mencken told me once that he answered all his mail, pleasant and unpleasant, with just one line, 'You may be right.' That's the way I feel now. It is in the realm of possibility, just barely, that I could be the one who's wrong.