Superfluous Advice
Should they whisper false of you,
Never trouble to deny;
Should the words they say be true,
Weep and strom and swear they lie.

Superfluous Advice
Should they whisper false of you,
Never trouble to deny;
Should the words they say be true,
Weep and strom and swear they lie.
Sure, you make Money writing on the coast, and God knows you earn it, but that money is like so much compressed snow. It goes so fast it melts in your hand.
Charles Dickens
Who call him spurious and shoddy
Shall do it o'er my lifeless body.
I heartily invite such birds
To come outside and say those words!
Horsie
All I say is, nobody has any business to go around looking like a horse and behaving as it it were all right.
You don't catch horses going around looking like people, do you?"
To a friend who was upset that he had to get rid of his cat:
"Have you tried curiosity?"
General Review of the Sex Situation
Woman wants monogamy;
Man delights in novelty.
Love is woman's moon and sun;
Man has other forms of fun.
Woman lives but in her lord;
Count to ten, and man is bored.
With this the gist and sum of it,
What earthly good can come of it?
I hate Women. They get on my Nerves.
Partial Comfort
Whose love is given over-well
Shall look on Helen's face in hell,
Whilst they whose love is thin and wise
May view John Knox in paradise.
Of Elmer Rice:
"Without question the worst fuck I ever had."
"Whatever is, is good" - your gracious creed.
You wear your joy of living like a crown.
Love lights your simplest gift of all - a friend.
Your shining loyalty unflecked by doubt
You ask but leave to follow to the end
(Couldn't you wait until I took you out?)
Isn't it a bit presumptuous of us to be alive now that Mr. Benchley is dead?
Telegram to an actress who finally had her baby after many carefully contrived appearances during her long pregnancy:
"GOOD WORK. WE ALL KNEW YOU HAD IT IN YOU."
Commenting on how she was refused admittance at the Casino in Monte Carlo for not wearing stockings:
"So I went and found my stockings and lost my shirt."
Of a play by Channing Pollock:
"The House Beautiful" is The Play Lousy.
Never trust a round garter or a Wall Street man.
The Small Hours
No more my little song comes back;
And now of nights I lay
My head on down, to watch the black
And wait the unfailing gray.
Oh, sad are winter nights, and slow;
And sad's a song that's dumb;
And sad it is to lie and know
Another dawn will come.
Superfluous Advice
Should they whisper false of you,
Never trouble to deny;
Should the words they say be true,
Weep and strom and swear they lie.
On being told at a Halloween party that people were ducking for apples:
"There, but for a single consonant, is the story of my life."