Out in Hollywood, where the streets are paved with Goldwyn.

Constant use had not worn ragged the fabric of their friendship.

At birth the Devil touched my tongue.

Love is like quicksilver in the hand.

[On being shown an apartment by a real estate agent:] Oh, dear, that's much too big. All I need is room enough to lay a hat and a few friends.

She can sit up and beg, and she can give her paw — I don't say she will, but she can.

[On Kay Strozzi in The Silent Witness:] Miss Strozzi ... had the temerity to wear as truly horrible a gown as ever I have seen on the American stage. ... Had she not luckily been strangled by a member of the cast while disporting this garment, I should have fought my way to the stage and done her in, myself.