Four things I am wiser to know: Idleness, sorrow, a friend, and a foe.
I hate writing, I love having written.
If, with the literate, I am Impelled to try an epigram, I never seek to take the credit; We all assume that Oscar said it.
[On hearing that Clare Boothe Luce was invariably kind to her inferiors:] And where does she find them?
I wanted to be cute. That's the terrible thing. I should have had more sense.
The best way to avoid a hangover is to stay drunk.