There are letters of accent and letters of tone, but the best of all letters is to let her alone.
You cannot capture a man’s entire life in two hours. All you can hope is to leave the impression of one.
Why is it when you scratch a prim, starchy English schoolgirl, you get a swooning moving-picture fan who’s forgotten all she ever learned about the Battle of Hastings?[to Rita]
The narrative is one big circle, like a cinnamon roll, not a straight line pointing to the nearest exit.
One never remembers one’s disasters. It’s considered gauche.
In socialism, everyone shares the wealth. In communism, everyone shares the poverty.
If you keep telling people something untrue, loud and long enough, they’re apt to believe it.
I’d be shocked to see me here, too, Irving, if only I knew where here was.
