Women and elephants never forget.

Oh, life is a glorious cycle of song

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

There's life for you. Spend the best years of your life studying penmanship and rhetoric and syntax and Beowulf and George Eliot, and then somebody steals your pencil.

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.

Why, after all, should readers never be harrowed? Surely there is enough happiness in life without having to go to books for it.

My first love was Cinderella, but she ran off with another man.