This must be a gift book. That is to say a book, which you wouldn't take on any other terms.

The sweeter the apple, the blacker the core. Scratch a lover and find a foe!

I'm never going to accomplish anything; that's perfectly clear to me. I'm never going to be famous. My name will never be writ large on the roster of Those Who Do Things. I don't do anything. Not one single thing. I used to bite my nails, but I don't even do that any more.

Eternity is a ham and two people.

All I need is room enough to lay a hat and a few friends.

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.

Some men break your heart in two, Some men fawn and flatter, Some men never look at you; And that cleans up the matter.