Money was made, not to command our will, But all our lawful pleasures to fulfill. Shame and woe to us, if we our wealth obey; The horse doth with the horseman away.
Quote by Dorothy Parker
Money is only congealed snow.
Love is like quicksilver in the hand. Leave the fingers open and it stays. Clutch...
Idleness, sorrow, a friend, and a foe.
How do people go to sleep? I'm afraid I've lost the knack. I might try...
Sorrow is tranquillity remembered in emotion.
Sometimes I think Ill give up trying, and just go completely Russian and sit on...
Misfortune, and recited misfortune especially, may be prolonged to the point where it ceases to...
Work is the province of cattle.
Ducking for apples - change one letter and it's the story of my life.
This is not a novel to be tossed aside lightly. It should be thrown with...
Brevity is the soul of lingerie.
My land is bare of chattering folk; the clouds are low along the ridges and...
All those writers who write about their childhood! Gentle God, if I wrote about mine...
If you would learn what God thinks about money, you have only to look at...
If you're going to write, don't pretend to write down. It's going to be the...
I require only three things of a man. He must be handsome, ruthless and stupid.
Every love's the love before in a duller dress
Beauty is only skin deep, but ugly goes clean to the bone
Beauty is momentary in the mind The fitful tracing of a portal; But in the...
Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we...