Excuse my dust.
Dorothy Parker (1893 - 1967)
Source: Alternative epitaph; in "While Rome Burns," "Our Mrs. Parker" by Alexander Woollcot, 1934.
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Those who have mastered etiquette, who are entirely, impeccably right, would seem to arrive at a point of exquisite dullness.
Source: "Mrs. Post Enlarges on Etiquette," in The New Yorker, 31 Dec 1927.
There was nothing separate about her days, Like drops upon a window-pane, they ran together and trickled away. . .
Source: Laments for the Living, 1929.
He lies below, correct in cypress wood, And entertains the most exclusive worms.
Source: Epitaph for a Very Rich Man
Some men break your heart in two, Some men fawn and flatter, Some men never look at you; And that cleans up the matter.
Sorrow is tranquility remembered in emotion.
On the Yale prom: If all the girls attending it were laid end to end - I wouldn't be at all surprised.
Source: quoted in Alexander Woollcott, 'While Rome Burns'
She was always pleased to have him come and never sorry to see him go.
Source: Laments for the Living, 1929
That would be a good thing for them to cut on my tombstone: Wherever she went, including here, it was against her better judgment.
Source: "But the One on the Right,' in New Yorker, 1929.
Oh, life is a glorious cycle of song, A medley of extemporanea; And love is a thing that can never go wrong And I am Marie of Roumania.
Source: Enough Rope
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