Summer makes me drowsy. Autumn makes me sing. Winter's pretty lousy, but I hate Spring.

Woman wants monogamy; Man delights in novelty. Love is woman's moon and sun; Man has other forms of fun. Woman lives but in her lord; Count to ten, and man is bored. With this the gist and sum of it, What earthly good can come of it?

...as for helping me in the outside world, the Convent taught me only that if you spit on a pencil eraser, it will erase ink.

But I don't give up; I forget why not.

[On Lou Tellegen's Women Have Been Kind:] The book ... has all the elegance of a quirked little finger and all the glitter of a pair of new rubbers.

Four be the things I'd have been better without: love, curiosity, freckles and doubt.

I hate almost all rich people, but I think I’d be darling at it.