There are only two kinds of people in the world that really count. One kind's wheat and the other kind's emeralds.
Edna FerberNo woman ought to pretend she's intelligent. And if she is she ought to have the intelligence to pretend she isn't.
Edna FerberLife can't ever really defeat a writer who is in love with writing, for life itself is a writer's lover until death โ fascinating, cruel, lavish, warm, cold, treacherous, constant.
Edna FerberMost of the men regarded Europe as a wine list. In their mental geography Rheims, Rhine, Moselle, Bordeaux, Champagne, or Wรผrzburg were not localities but libations.
Edna Ferber