It's not the tragedies that kill us; it's the messes.
Well, there are always those who cannot distinguish between glitter and glamour . . . the glamour of Isadora Duncan came from her great, torn, bewildered, foolhardy soul.
If all the girls attending [the Yale prom] were laid end to end, I wouldn't be at all surprised.
Love is like quicksilver in the hand.
A liberal is a man who leaves the room before the fight starts.
It is that word 'hunny,' my darlings, that marks the first place in The House at Pooh Corner at which Tonstant Weader fwowed up.