She will never win him, whose words had shown she feared to lose.

Those who have mastered etiquette, who are entirely, impeccably right, would seem to arrive at a point of exquisite dullness.

I don't know much about being a millionaire, but I'll bet I'd be darling at it.

The best way to avoid a hangover is to stay drunk.

Her big heart did not, as is so sadly often the case, inhabit a big bosom.

Summer makes me drowsy. Autumn makes me sing. Winter's pretty lousy, but I hate Spring.

I regret to say that during the first act of this, I fell so soundly asleep that the gentleman who brought me piled up a barricade of overcoat, hat, stick, and gloves between us to establish a separation in the eyes of the world, and went into an impersonation of A Young Man Who Has Come to the Theater Unaccompanied.