Quotes from Dorothy Parker

Now I know the things I know, and I do the things I do; and if you do not like me so, to hell, my love, with you!

Why, after all, should readers never be harrowed? Surely there is enough happiness in life without having to go to books for it.

This living, this living, this living Was never a project of mine.

Oh, both my shoes are shiny new, And pristine is my hat My dress is 1922… My life is all like that.

All I have to be thankful for in this world is that I was sitting down when my garter busted.

Time may be a great healer, but it's a lousy beautician.

Travel, trouble, music, art, a kiss, a frock, a rhyme -- I never said they feed my heart, but still they pass my time.

Don't feel bad when I die; I've been dead for a long time.

Upton Sinclair is his own King Charles' head. He cannot keep himself out of his writings, try though he may; or, by this time, try though he doesn't.

Drink and dance and laugh and lie, Love, the reeling midnight through, For tomorrow we shall die! (But, alas, we never do.)

I was always sweet, at first. Oh, it's so easy to be sweet to people before you love them.

I'd like to have money. And I'd like to be a good writer. These two can come together, and I hope they will, but if that's too adorable, I'd rather have money.

Oh, seek, my love, your newer way; I'll not be left in sorrow. So long as I have yesterday, Go take your damned tomorrow!

The sun's gone dim, and the moon's gone black. For I loved him, and he didn't love back.

I give her sadness and the gift of pain, a new moon madness and a love of rain.

Love is like quicksilver in the hand.

Oh, life is a glorious cycle of song

Yes, well, let me tell you that if nobody had ever learned to quote, very few people would be in love with La Rochefoucauld. I bet you I don't know ten souls who read him without a middleman.

Salary is no object: I want only enough to keep body and soul apart.

Where's the man that could ease a heart like a satin gown?

Be you wise and never sad, You will get your lovely lad.Never serious be, nor true, And your wish will come to you--And if that makes you happy, kid, You'll be the first it ever did.

They sicken of calm, who know the storm.

Where, unwilling, dies the rose, Buds the new, another year.

Women and elephants never forget.