All great men have declared that they owe their sucess to the aid and encouragement of some brilliant woman.

He studied cities as women study their reflections.

In dress, habits, manners, provincialism, routine and narrowness, he acquired that charming insolence, that irritating completeness, that sophisticated crassness, that overbalanced poise that makes the Manhattan gentleman so delightfully small in its greatness.

Perhaps there is no happiness in life so perfect as the martyr's.

If you live in an atmosphere of luxury, luxury is yours whether your money pays for it, or another's.

It's said that love makes the world go around. Let me tell you, the announcement lacks verification. It's the wind from the dinner horn that does it.

Inject a few raisins of conversation into the tasteless dough of existence.