[When asked what was the inspiration for most of her work:] Need of money, dear.
[On hearing that Clare Boothe Luce was invariably kind to her inferiors:] And where does she find them?
[Epitaph:] Involved in a plot.
One more drink and I'd have been under the host.
Los Angeles: Seventy-two suburbs in search of a city.
I find her anecdotes more efficacious than sheep-counting, rain on a tin roof, or alanol tablets.... you will find me and Morpheus, off in a corner, necking.