There was nothing separate about her days, Like drops upon a window-pane, they ran together and trickled away. . .
Dorothy Parker (1893 - 1967)
Source: Laments for the Living, 1929.
Contributed by: Zaady
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'
They sicken of the calm, who know the storm.
One more drink and I'll be under the host.
Of Katharine Hepburn in play "The Lake," 1933: She runs the gamut of emotions from A to B.
Source: quoted in A. Woollcott, While Rome Burns
Most good women are hidden treasures who are only safe because nobody looks for them.
Source: Obituary, in "The New York Times," 8 Jun 1967.
Telegram to a friend who had just become a mother after a prolonged pregnancy: Good work, Mary. We all knew you had it in you.
Source: While Rome Burns, Our Mrs. Parker, by Alexander Woollcott, 1934.
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