Like many a better one before me, I have gone down under the force of numbers, under the books and books and books that keep coming out and coming out and coming out, shoals of them, spates of them, flash floods of them, too blame many books, and no sign of an end.

By the time you swear you're his, Shivering and sighing. And he vows his passion is, Infinite, undying. Lady make note of this -- One of you is lying.

The Monte Carlo casino refused to admit me until I was properly dressed so I went and found my stockings, and then came back and lost my shirt.

The only dependable law of life - everything is always worse than you thought it was going to be.

If I had any decency, I'd be dead. Most of my friends are.

It's not the tragedies that kill us; it's the messes.

It was written without fear and without research.