The ladies men admire, I've heard, Would shudder at a wicked word. Their candle gives a single light, They'd rather stay at home at night. They do not keep awake 'till three, Nor read erotic poetry. They never sanction the impure, Nor recognize an overture. They shrink from powders and from paints... So far I've had no complaints.
Dorothy ParkerAll those writers who write about their own childhood! Gentle God, if I wrote about mine you wouldn't sit in the same room with me.
Dorothy ParkerIf all the girls attending [the Yale prom] were laid end to end, I wouldn't be at all surprised.
Dorothy ParkerMisfortune, and recited misfortune especially, can be prolonged to the point where it ceases to excite pity and arouses only irritation.
Dorothy Parker