If I had any decency, I'd be dead. Most of my friends are.

ridicule may be a shield, but it is not a weapon.

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

Benchley and I had an office in the old Life magazine that was so tiny, if it were an inch smaller it would have been adultery.

Yet, as only New Yorkers know, if you can get through the twilight, you'll live through the night.

My land is bare of chattering folk; / the clouds are low along the ridges, / and sweet's the air with curly smoke / from all my burning bridges.

Hollywood money isn't money. It's congealed snow, melts in your hand, and there you are.