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.

Of course I talk to myself. I like a good speaker, and I appreciate an intelligent audience.

If love is blind, why is lingerie so popular?

I had been fed, in my youth, a lot of old wives' tales about the way men would instantly forsake a beautiful woman to flock around a brilliant one. It is but fair to say that, after getting out in the world, I had never seen this happen." [From a column dated November 17, 1928]

Dear Mary: We all knew you had it in you.

It is that word 'hunny,' my darlings, that marks the first place in The House at Pooh Corner at which Tonstant Weader fwowed up.

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.