"Time doth flit/Oh, shit."

Dorothy Parker Did It Better. And she did it fifty years ago, probably soused to the gills at the time, all the while spitting an insult at Edna Ferber and flirting platonically with Mr. Benchley. In the meantime, some strapping jock fresh out of Hah-vuhd would be cooling his heels in her suite at the Algonquin, mixing bathtub gin and wondering if humping Dot Parker would get him any ink in F.P.A.'s newspaper column that week. Sigh. Sometimes I think I was born in the wrong era.

Yes, I'm procrastinating. Shut up.

"Heterosexuality is not normal. It's just common."

"I'm never going to accomplish anything; that's perfectly clear to me. I'm never going to be famous. My name will never be writ large on the roster of Those Who Do Things. I don't do anything. Not one single thing. I used to bite my nails, but I don't even do that any more."

"You can't take it with you. And if you did it would probably melt."

"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."

"Ducking for apples - change one letter and it's the story of my life."

Wet Feeling Sugar