I was seized by the stern hand of Compulsion, that dark, unreasonable Urge that impels women to clean house in the middle of the night.

She wasn't much to look at but she was something to think about.

A husband should not insult his wife publicly, at parties. He should insult her in the privacy of the home.

I loathe the expression “What makes him tick.” It is the American mind, looking for simple and singular solutions, that uses the foolish expression. A person not only ticks, he also chimes and strikes the hour, falls and breaks and has to be put together again, and sometimes stops like an electric clock in a thunderstorm.

Art – the one achievement of man which has made the long trip up from all fours seem well advised

Surely no other American institution is so bound around and tightened up by rules, strictures, adages, and superstitions as the Broadway theatre.

Quick, name some towns in New Jersey