Dorothy Parker

"By the time you swear you're his,Shivering and sighing.And he vows his passion is,Infinite, undying.Lady make note of this --One of you is lying."

"I won't telephone him. I'll never telephone him again as long as I live. He'll rot in hell, before I'll call him up. You don't have to give me strength, God; I have it myself. If he wanted me, he coul…"

"Love is like quicksilver in the hand. Leave the fingers open and it stays. Clutch it and it darts away."

"The sun's gone dim, and the moon's gone black. For I loved him, and he didn't love back."

"Where's the man that could ease a heart like a satin gown?"

"There is no such hour on the present clock as 6:30, New York time. Yet, as only New Yorkers know, if you can get through the twilight, you'll live through the night."

"Of course, there are many things to be said for the afternoon performance, chief among them being that it cuts in so generously on one's work. p. 201"

"If you arrive late, you won't know what anything is about, and if you are there all the way from the beginning, you won't care. p. 277"