London is satisfied, Paris is resigned, but New York is always hopeful.

Take me or leave me; or, as is the usual order of things, both.

[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.

Hell's afloat in lover's tears.

[On being told party guests were ducking for apples:] There, but for a typographical error, is the story of my life.

Ah, clear they see and true they say That one shall weep, and one shall stray

And where does she find them?