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

I don't believe the writer should know too much where he's going. If he does, he runs into old man blueprint—old man propaganda.

A pinch of probability is worth a pound of perhaps.

The unicorn is a mythical beast.

I write humor the way a surgeon operates, because it is a livelihood, because I have a great urge to do it, because many interesting challenges are set up, and because I have the hope it may do some good.

In the pathways between office and home and home and the houses of settled people there are always, ready to snap at you, the little perils of routine living, but there is no escape in the unplanned tangent, the sudden turn.

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