Work is a form of nervousness.

Next to an old-fashioned church social, or possibly a monster bridge party, there is no buzz which can equal the sibilant buzz ofa matinée.

I never liked bananas much anyway. Two-thirds of the way down even one banana I am willing to concede defeat smilingly and give the rest to the nearest monkey.

If Mr. Einstein doesn't like the natural laws of the universe, let him go back to where he came from.

Central Park is the grandiose symbol of the front yard each child in New York hasn't got.

It has always seemed to me that the most difficult part of building a bridge would be the start.

But ice-crunching and loud gum-chewing, together with drumming on tables, and whistling the same tune 70 times in succession, because they indicate an indifference on the part of the perpetrator to the rest of the world in general, are not only registered on the delicate surfaces of the brain but eat little holes in it until it finally collapses or blows up.