The ones I like are ‘cheque’ and ‘enclosed.’

Take me or leave me; or, as is the usual order of things, both.

Prince or commoner, tenor or bass, Painter or plumber or never-do-well, Do me a favor and shut your face - Poets alone should kiss and tell.

She will never win him, whose words had shown she feared to lose.

I know that an author must be brave enough to chop away clinging tentacles of good taste for the sake of a great work. But this is no great work, you see.

[On Lou Tellegen's Women Have Been Kind:] The book ... has all the elegance of a quirked little finger and all the glitter of a pair of new rubbers.

For a few minutes, everything is so cute that the mind reels.... And then, believe it or not, things get worse. So I shot myself.