[On hearing that Clare Boothe Luce was invariably kind to her inferiors:] And where does she find them?
People ought to be one of two things, young or dead.
The first thing I do in the morning is brush my teeth and sharpen my tongue.
If you have any young friends who aspire to become writers, the second-greatest favor you can do them is to present them with copies of The Elements of Style. The first-greatest, of course, is to shoot them now, while they're happy.
Work is the province of cattle.
When I was young and bold and strong, The right was right, the wrong was wrong. With plume on high and flag unfurled, I rode away to right the world. But now I’m old - and good and bad, Are woven in a crazy plaid. I sit and say the world is so, And wise is s/he who lets it go.