If, with the literate, I am Impelled to try an epigram, I never seek to take the credit; We all assume that Oscar said it.

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

[On Lou Tellegen's Women Have Been Kind:] The book ... has all the elegance of a quirked little finger and all the glitter of a pair of new rubbers.

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.

We were all imitative. We all wandered in after Miss Edna St. Vincent Millay. We were all being dashing and gallant, declaring we weren't virgins, whether we were or not.

Oh, seek, my love, your newer way; I'll not be left in sorrow. So long as I have yesterday, Go take your damned tomorrow!

[On Katharine Hepburn's stage performance:] She ran the whole gamut of emotions, from A to B.