The Press blew, the public stared, hands flew out like a million little fishes after bread.

Before you fall asleep everyday, say something positive to yourself.

A father is always making his baby into a little woman. And when she is a woman he turns her back again.

In marriage there are no manners to keep up, and beneath the wildest accusations no real criticism. Each is familiar with that ancient child in the other who may erupt again. We are not ridiculous to ourselves. We are ageless. That is the luxury of the wedding ring.

Things come suitable to the time.

The theatre is a gross art, built in sweeps and over-emphasis. Compromise is its second name.

Who wants to become a writer? And why? Because it's the answer to everything. ... It's the streaming reason for living. To note, to pin down, to build up, to create, to be astonished at nothing, to cherish the oddities, to let nothing go down the drain, to make something, to make a great flower out of life, even if it's a cactus.