The spirit is an inward flame; a lamp the world blows upon but never puts out.

[To Jean Harlow, who repeatedly mispronounced her first name:] No, no, Jean. The t is silent, as in Harlow.

Truthfulness with me is hardly a virtue. I cannot discriminate between truths that and those that don't need to be told.

I do not say I was ever what I would call "plain," but I have the sort of face that bores me when I see it on other people.

If Kitchener was not a great man, he was, at least, a great poster.

Rich men's houses are seldom beautiful, rarely comfortable, and never original. It is a constant source of surprise to people of moderate means to observe how little a big fortune contributes to Beauty.

To marry a man out of pity is folly; and, if you think you are going to influence the kind of fellow who has never had a chance, poor devil, you are profoundly mistaken. One can only influence the strong characters in life, not the weak; and it is the height of vanity to suppose that you can make an honest man of anyone.