Should they whisper false of you, Never trouble to deny; Should the words they say be true, Weep and storm and say they lie.
Constant use had not worn ragged the fabric of their friendship.
Three highballs, and I think I'm St. Francis of Assisi.
A little bad taste is like a nice dash of paprika.
His voice was as intimate as the rustle of sheets.
The Monte Carlo casino refused to admit me until I was properly dressed so I went and found my stockings, and then came back and lost my shirt.
Drink and dance and laugh and lie, Love, the reeling midnight through, For tomorrow we shall die! (But, alas, we never do.)
All I need is room enough to lay a hat and a few friends.
And if my heart be scarred and burned, The safer, I, for all I learned.
Where unwilling dies the rose; buds the new another year.
A girl's best friend is her mutter.
The definition of eternity is two people and a ham.
My own dear love, he is strong and bold And he cares not what comes after. His words ring sweet as a chime of gold, And his eyes are lit with laughter. He is jubilant as a flag unfurled - Oh, a girl, she'd not forget him. My own dear love, he is all my world - And I wish I'd never met him.
Said after she had been seriously ill: The doctors were very brave about it.
Once I was coming down a street in Beverly Hills and I saw a Cadillac about a block long, and out of the side window was a wonderfully slinky mink, and an arm, and at the end of the arm a hand in a white suede glove wrinkled around the wrist, and in the hand was a bagel with a bite out of it.
I can’t write five words but that I change seven.
There's little in taking or giving, There's little in water or wine: This living, this living, this living, Was never a project of mine. Oh, hard is the struggle, and sparse is The gain of the one at the top, For art is a form of catharsis, And love is a permanent flop, And work is the province of cattle, And rest's for a clam in a shell, So I'm thinking of throwing the battle - Would you kindly direct me to hell?
Friends come and go but I wouldn't have thought you'd be one of them
If all the girls attending [the Yale prom] were laid end to end, I wouldn't be at all surprised.
Art is a form of catharsis emotional release, purging, cleansing, purifying.
Travel, trouble, music, art, a kiss, a frock, a rhyme -- I never said they feed my heart, but still they pass my time.
People are more fun than anyone.
Sorrow is tranquility remembered in emotion.
I regret to say that during the first act of this, I fell so soundly asleep that the gentleman who brought me piled up a barricade of overcoat, hat, stick, and gloves between us to establish a separation in the eyes of the world, and went into an impersonation of A Young Man Who Has Come to the Theater Unaccompanied.
[On an actor who'd broken her leg in London:] Oh, how terrible. She must have done it sliding down a barrister.
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