It's not the tragedies that trick us. It's the messes. I can't stand messes.

It's not the tragedies that trick us. It's the messes. I can't stand messes.
Godspeed
Oh, seek, my love, your newer way;
I'll not be left in sorrow.
So long as I have yesterday,
Go rake your damned tomorrow!
Ballade at Thirty-Five
...Princes, never I'd give offense,
Won't you think of me tenderly?
Here's my strength and my weakness, gents -
I loved them until they loved me.
To a neighbour who tolder her her dog was a female:
"I always call dogs 'he'. It don't do to notice everything."
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On returning by boat from Spain:
"The crossing was so rough the only thing I could keep on my stomach was the First Mate."
On her pregnancy:
"It serves me right for putting all my eggs in one bastard."
People ought to be one of two things, young or old. No - what's the use of fooling? People ought to be one of two things, young or dead.
Time doth flit,
Oh shit!
On hearing that President Calvin Coolidge had died:
"How could they tell?"
To a supercilious youth who said he "simply couldn't bear fools":
"How odd. Your mother could apparently."
On being asked if she was going to join Alcoholics Anonymous :
"Certainly not. They'd want me to stop now."
Name for a pet parrot:
"Onan" (because he spilled his seed on the bottom of his cage.)
Time doth flit,
Oh shit!
There always must be some kind of hitch.
Isn't nature (finish this line for yourself
and get a year's subscription to the Boston Post).
Of a Hollywood neighbour who had had his portrait painted in the nude with outsize genitals:
"It's so real, you almost feel he could speak to you, don't you?"
The Flaw In Paganism
Drink and dance and laugh and lie
Love, the reeling midnight through,
For tomorrow we shall die!
(But, alas, we never do.)
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Travel, trouble, music, art
A kiss, a frock, a rhyme -
I never said they feed my heart
But still they pass the time.