all men are the same age.

Women and elephants never forget.

Oh, life is a glorious cycle of song

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.

The sun's gone dim, and the moon's gone black. For I loved him, and he didn't love back.

[On being shown an apartment by a real estate agent:] Oh, dear, that's much too big. All I need is room enough to lay a hat and a few friends.

For a few minutes, everything is so cute that the mind reels.... And then, believe it or not, things get worse. So I shot myself.