When you have to apologize, it is well, I suppose, to get the thing over quickly.
The sun's gone dim, and the moon's gone black. For I loved him, and he didn't love back.
Prince or commoner, tenor or bass, Painter or plumber or never-do-well, Do me a favor and shut your face - Poets alone should kiss and tell.
Benchley and I had an office in the old Life magazine that was so tiny, if it were an inch smaller it would have been adultery.
Authors and actors and artists and such - Never know nothing, and never know much.
Hollywood is the one place on earth where you could die of encouragement.
I shudder at the thought of men.... I'm due to fall in love again
They say of me, and so they should, It's doubtful if I come to good.
If I should labor through daylight and dark, Consecrate, valorous, serious, true, Then on the world I may blazon my mark; And what if I don't, and what if I do?
And there was that poor sucker Flaubert rolling around on his floor for three days looking for the right word.
She can sit up and beg, and she can give her paw — I don't say she will, but she can.
Tonstant Weader fwowed up.
How do people go to sleep? I'm afraid I've lost the knack. I might try busting myself smartly over the temple with the night-light. I might repeat to myself, slowly and soothingly, a list of quotations beautiful from minds profound; if I can remember any of the damn things.
[To the British actor who annoyed her by repeated references to his busy 'shedule':] I think you're full of skit.
[From a window in the Writer's Building at MGM, which overlooked a cemetery:] Hello down there. It might interest you to know that up here we are just as dead as you are.
It is that word 'hunny,' my darlings, that marks the first place in The House at Pooh Corner at which Tonstant Weader fwowed up.
Out in Hollywood, where the streets are paved with Goldwyn, the word "sophisticate" means, very simply, "obscene." A sophisticatedstory is a dirty story. Some of that meaning was wafted eastward and got itself mixed up into the present definition. So that a "sophisticate" means: one who dwells in a tower made of a DuPont substitute for ivory and holds a glass of flat champagne in one hand and an album of dirty post cards in the other.
My first love was Cinderella, but she ran off with another man.
London is satisfied, Paris is resigned, but New York is always hopeful.
Then she told herself to stop her nonsense. If you looked for things to make you feel hurt and wretched and unnecessary, you were certain to find them, more easily each time, so easily, soon, that you did not even realize you had gone out searching. Women alone often developed into experts at the practice. She must never join their dismal league.
He lies below, correct in cypress wood, And entertains the most exclusive worms.
Her big heart did not, as is so sadly often the case, inhabit a big bosom.
All I have to be thankful for in this world is that I was sitting down when my garter busted.
Because your eyes are slant and slow, Because your hair is sweet to touch, My heart is high again; but oh, I doubt if this will get me much.
I had been fed, in my youth, a lot of old wives' tales about the way men would instantly forsake a beautiful woman to flock around a brilliant one. It is but fair to say that, after getting out in the world, I had never seen this happen." [From a column dated November 17, 1928]
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