How long could you love a woman who didn't love you, Cecil? A woman who didn't love me? Oh, all my life!

I delight in men over seventy. They always offer one the devotion of a lifetime.

Nothing is good in moderation. You cannot know good in anything until you have torn the heart out of it by excess.

Society often forgives the criminal; it never forgives the dreamer.

By giving us the opinions of the uneducated, journalism keeps us in touch with the ignorance of the community.

Do you really keep a diary? I'd give anything to look at it. May I? Oh, no. You see, it is simply a very young girl's record of her own thoughts and impressions, and consequently meant for publication. When it appears in volume form I hope you will order a copy.

Popularity is the one insult I have never suffered.