ridicule may be a shield, but it is not a weapon.

At birth the Devil touched my tongue.

You do what you can, and you do it because you should. But all you can do is all you can do.

Why is it no one sent me yet one perfect limousine, do you suppose? Ah no, it's always just my luck to get one perfect rose.

[On hearing that Clare Boothe Luce was invariably kind to her inferiors:] And where does she find them?

If you wear a short enough skirt, the party will come to you.

Oh, seek, my love, your newer way; I'll not be left in sorrow. So long as I have yesterday, Go take your damned tomorrow!