I like to have a martini/Two at the very most/After three I'm under the table/After four I'm under my host.

What ever beauty may be it has for its basis order and for its essence unity Beauty is only skin deep, but ugly goes clean to the bone.

Should they whisper false of you, Never trouble to deny; Should the words they say be true, Weep and storm and say they lie.

I like to think of my shining tombstone. It gives me, as you might say, something to live for.

We were all imitative. We all wandered in after Miss Edna St. Vincent Millay. We were all being dashing and gallant, declaring we weren't virgins, whether we were or not.

Scratch a lover, and find a foe.

If you looked for things to make you feel hurt and wretched and unnecessary, you were certain to find them.