Three highballs, and I think I'm St. Francis of Assisi.

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.

[Epitaph:] Involved in a plot.

Genius can write on the back of old envelopes but mere talent requires the finest stationery available.

The only “ism” Hollywood believes in is plagiarism.

Benchley and I had an office in the old Life magazine that was so tiny, if it were an inch smaller it would have been adultery.

I was the toast of two continents: Greenland and Australia.