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 have a martini/Two at the very most.

Genius can write on the back of old envelopes but mere talent requires the finest stationery available.

I was always sweet, at first. Oh, it's so easy to be sweet to people before you love them.

Scratch a lover, and find a foe.

Like many a better one before me, I have gone down under the force of numbers, under the books and books and books that keep coming out and coming out and coming out, shoals of them, spates of them, flash floods of them, too blame many books, and no sign of an end.

Eternity is a ham and two people.