Opening Night: The night before the play is ready to open.

Art is the sex of the imagination.

Like everybody else, when I don't know what else to do, I seem to go in for catching colds.

The dramatic critic who is without prejudice is on the plane with the general who does not believe in taking human life.

A man reserves his true and deepest love not for the species of woman in whose company he finds himself electrified and enkindled, but for that one in whose company he may feel tenderly drowsy.

A man's wife is his compromise with the illusion of his first sweetheart.

The most loyal and faithful woman indulges her imagination in a hypothetical liaison whenever she dons a new street frock for the first time.