Oh, both my shoes are shiny new, And pristine is my hat My dress is 1922… My life is all like that.

[From a window in the Writer's Building at MGM, which overlooked a cemetery:] Hello down there. It might interest you to know that up here we are just as dead as you are.

I'll think about something else. I'll just sit quietly. If I could sit still. If I could sit still, maybe I could read. Oh, all the books are about people who love each other, truly and sweetly. What do they want to write about that for? Don't they know it isn't true? Don't they know it's a lie, it's a God-damned lie? What do they have to tell about that for, when they know how it hurts?

It's easier to write about those you hate — just as it's easier to criticize a bad play or a bad book.

All I have to be thankful for in this world is that I was sitting down when my garter busted.

Hollywood is one place in the world where you can die of encouragement.

Honesty means nothing until you are tested under circumstances where you are sure you could get away with dishonesty.