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.

That woman speaks eighteen languages, and can't say 'No' in any of them.

If I should labor through daylight and dark, Consecrate, valorous, serious, true, Then on the world I may blazon my mark; And what if I don't, and what if I do?

If all the girls attending [the Yale prom] were laid end to end, I wouldn't be at all surprised.

All I say is, nobody has any business to go around looking like a horse and behaving as if it were all right. You don't catch horses going around looking like people, do you?

One more drink and I'd have been under the host.

[On the ringing of her doorbell or telephone:] What fresh hell is this?