If you don't have anything nice to say, come sit by me.

The cleverest woman on earth is the biggest fool on earth with a man.

Oh, life is a glorious cycle of song, a medley of extemporanea, And love is a thing that can never go wrong, and I am Marie of Romania.

Dear Mary: We all knew you had it in you.

Why, after all, should readers never be harrowed? Surely there is enough happiness in life without having to go to books for it.

[At the reception following her remarriage to Alan Campbell:] People who haven't talked to each other in years are on speaking terms again today - including the bride and groom.

On lady novelists: As artists they're rot, but as providers they're oil wells; they gush. Norris said she never wrote a story unless it was fun to do. I understand Ferber whistles at her typewriter.