The cleverest woman on earth is the biggest fool on earth with a man.
Work is the province of cattle.
[Hospitalized and pressing the nurse's button before dictating letters to her secretary:] This should assure us of at least forty-five minutes of undisturbed privacy.
I wanted to be cute. That's the terrible thing. I should have had more sense.
[Suggesting an epitaph for herself:] This is on me.
Well, there are always those who cannot distinguish between glitter and glamour . . . the glamour of Isadora Duncan came from her great, torn, bewildered, foolhardy soul.