Daily dawns another day; I must up, to make my way. Though I dress and drink and eat, Move my fingers and my feet, Learn a little, here and there, Weep and laugh and sweat and swear, Hear a song, or watch a stage, Leave some words upon a page, Claim a foe, or hail a friend- Bed awaits me at the end.

[On being told party guests were ducking for apples:] There, but for a typographical error, is the story of my life.

I know this will come as a shock to you, Mr. Goldwyn, but in all history, which has held billions and billions of human beings, not a single one ever had a happy ending.

There is entirely too much charm around, and something must be done to stop it.

People Who Do Things exceed my endurance; God, for a man that solicits insurance!

[At the reception following her remarriage to Alan Campbell:] People who haven't talked to each other in years are on speaking terms again today - including the bride and groom.

Los Angeles: Seventy-two suburbs in search of a city.