I wish, I wish I were a poisonous bacterium.

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

Honesty means nothing until you are tested under circumstances where you are sure you could get away with dishonesty.

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.

If all the young ladies who attended the Yale promenade dance were laid end to end, no one would be the least surprised.

[On Katharine Hepburn's stage performance:] She ran the whole gamut of emotions, from A to B.

The ones I like are ‘cheque’ and ‘enclosed.’