A man may be said to love most truly that woman in whose company he can feel drowsy in comfort.

Love is the emotion that a woman feels always for a poodle dog and sometimes for a man.

The Russian dramatist is one who, walking through a cemetery, does not see the flowers on the graves. The American dramatist . . . Does not see the graves under the flowers.

All one has to do to gather a large crowd in New York is to stand on the curb a few minutes and gaze intently at the sky.

In the theatre, a hero is one who believes that all women are ladies, a villain one who believes that all ladies are women.

Art is the sex of the imagination.

A ready way to lose your friend is to lend him money. Another equally ready way to lose him is to refuse to lend him money. It is six of one and a half dozen of the other.