the time to grant anybody a favor is the day the favor is asked, for that day is the one psychological moment of the world when supply and demand are keyed exacty to each other's limits, and can be mated beatifically to grow old, or die young, together. But after that day -- !

I have a theory that no child ever does outgrow its ungratified legitimate desires; though subsequent maturity may bring him to the point where his original desire has reached such astounding proportions that the original object can no longer possibly appease it.

lips all crude scarlet, and eyes as absurdly big and round as a child's good-by kiss.

Marriage is not for me. I tell you that I am Blank Verse. I am talent, and I do not rhyme with Love. I am talent and I do not rhyme with man.

The Pretty Lady's brains were almost entirely in her fingers.

Truth out of season was sourer than strawberries at Christmas time.

Oh any sentimental person can cry at night, but when you begin to cry in the morning - to lie awake and cry in the morning-.