I don't know where we're going or how we'll get there, but when we get there we'll be there - and that's something, even if it's nothing.
Love is not the dying moan of a distant violin - it's the triumphant twang of a bedspring.
The dubious privilege of a freelance writer is he’s given the freedom to starve anywhere.
I guess I'm just an old mad scientist at bottom. Give me an underground laboratory, half a dozen atom-smashers, and a beautiful girl in a diaphanous veil waiting to be turned into a chimpanzee, and I care not who writes the nation's laws.
The main obligation is to amuse yourself.
There is such a thing as too much couth.
I tried to resist his overtures, but he plied me with symphonies, quartets, chamber music, and cantatas.
I loathe writing. On the other hand I'm a great believer in money.
If, at the close of business each evening, I myself can understand what I've written, I feel the day hasn't been totally wasted.
English life, while very pleasant, is rather bland. I expected kindness and gentility and I found it, but there is such a thing as too much couth.
I have no truck with lettuce, cabbage, and similar chlorophyll. Any dietitian will tell you that a running foot of apple strudel contains four times the vitamins of a bushel of beans.
Fate was dealing from the bottom of the deck.
Where would the Rockefellers be today if old John D. had gone on selling short-weight kerosene ... to widows and orphans instead of wisely deciding to mulct the whole country.
The fact is that all of us have only one personality, and we wring it out like a dishtowel. You are what you are.
I cannot recall a more engaging passage in fiction, and I've been trying for almost eighteen seconds.
We old roosters must be cautious. Don't try to outwit your arteries.
To err is human, to forgive supine.
"In France," Marcel said with wintry dignity, "accidents occur in the bedroom, not the kitchen."
If travel has taught me nothing more, and it certainly has, it's this: you never know when some trifling incident, utterly without significance, may pitchfork you into adventure or, by the same token, may not.
I'll dispose of my teeth as I see fit, and after they've gone, I'll get along. I started off living on gruel, and by God, I can always go back to it again.
There are nineteen words in Yiddish that convey gradations of disparagement, from a mild, fluttery helplessness to a state of downright, irreconcilable brutishness. All of them can be usefully employed to pinpoint the kind of individuals I write about.
As for consulting a dentist regularly, my punctuality practically amounted to a fetish. Every twelve years I would drop whatever I was doing and allow wild Caucasian ponies to drag me to a reputable orthodontist.
FREEDLEY: Will I feel better after I take it? DR. FITCH (coldly): I, am a physician, Freedley, not an astrologer. If you want a horoscope, there's a gypsy tearoom over on Lexington Avenue.
The worst disgrace that can befall a producer is an unkind notice from a New York reviewer. When this happens, the producer becomes a pariah in Hollywood. He is shunned by his friends, thrown into bankruptcy, and like a Japanese electing hara-kiri, he commits suttee.
Nature, it appears, has been rather more bountiful to Paul's body and purse than to his intellect; above the ears, speaking bluntly, the boy is strictly tapioca.
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