[On an actor who'd broken her leg in London:] Oh, how terrible. She must have done it sliding down a barrister.

Some men break your heart in two, Some men fawn and flatter, Some men never look at you; And that cleans up the matter.

They say of me, and so they should, It's doubtful if I come to good.

Her big heart did not, as is so sadly often the case, inhabit a big bosom.

[After she and Clare Boothe Luce met in a doorway and the latter said, 'Age before beauty':] Pearls before swine.

The nowadays ruling that no word is unprintable has, I think, done nothing whatever for beautiful letters. ... Obscenity is too valuable a commodity to chuck around all over the place; it should be taken out of the safe on special occasions only.

[When asked what was the inspiration for most of her work:] Need of money, dear.