Guns aren't lawful; nooses give; gas smells awful. So you might as well live.

Go to the Martin Beck Theatre and watch Katherine Hepburn run the gamut of emotions from A to B.

London is satisfied, Paris is resigned, but New York is always hopeful. Always it believes that something good is about to come off, and it must hurry to meet it.

How do people go to sleep? I'm afraid I've lost the knack. I might try busting myself smartly over the temple with the night-light. I might repeat to myself, slowly and soothingly, a list of quotations beautiful from minds profound; if I can remember any of the damn things.

A liberal is a man who leaves the room before the fight starts.

And there was that poor sucker Flaubert rolling around on his floor for three days looking for the right word.

What ever beauty may be it has for its basis order and for its essence unity Beauty is only skin deep, but ugly goes clean to the bone.