Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you

Joan Crawford is doubtless the best example of the flapper, the girl you see in smart night clubs, gowned to the apex of sophistication, toying iced glasses with a remote, faintly bitter expression, dancing deliciously, laughing a great deal, with wide, hurt eyes. Young things with a talent for living.

What people are ashamed of usually makes a good story.

No grand idea was ever born in a conference, but a lot of foolish ideas have died there.

A big man has no time really to do anything but just sit and be big.

His dream must have seemed so close that he could hardly fail to grasp it. He did not know that it was already behind him.

Dear, don't think of getting out of bed yet. I've always suspected that early rising in early life makes one nervous.