I don't think there is such a thing as a precise sexual orientation. I think we're all ambiguous sexually.

Nobody sees anybody truly, but all through the flaws of their own ego.

Girls that aren't cut out for business careers usually wind up married to some nice man.

I gave up visiting my psychoanalyst because he was meddling too much in my private life.

I know all about the tyranny of women.

I can find almost anything funny, thank God, so you search for the black, lacy slip that encases the corpse. You know, shift the angle. God may take away, but he often leaves you with a terrific opening line for the next adventure. I would suggest taking it. Move on; change the angle; look at it in a different way tomorrow.

The human animal is a beast that dies but the fact that he’s dying don’t give him pity for others.