Gratitude - the meanest and most snivelling attribute in the world.

Misfortune, and recited misfortune especially, can be prolonged to the point where it ceases to excite pity and arouses only irritation.

Should they whisper false of you, Never trouble to deny; Should the words they say be true, Weep and storm and say they lie.

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.

And if my heart be scarred and burned, The safer, I, for all I learned.

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

[On the ringing of her doorbell or telephone:] What fresh hell is this?