Dear Randolph, utterly unspoiled by failure.

Goodnight my darlings, I'll see you tomorrow.

People are wrong when they say opera is not what it used to be. It is what it used to be. That is what's wrong with it.

Time has convinced me of one thing: Television is for appearing on--not for looking at.

The higher the buildings, the lower the morals.

Wit ought to be a glorious treat, like caviar. Never spread it about like marmalade.

It’s discouraging to think how many people are shocked by honesty and how few by deceit.

Wit is like caviar; it should be savored in small elegant proportions, and not spread about like marmalade.

Time is the reef upon which all of our frail mystic ships are wrecked.

Success took me to her bosom like a maternal boa constrictor.