[Completely bored by a country weekend, wiring to a friend:] For heaven's sake, rush me a loaf of bread, enclosing saw and… — Dorothy Parker Copy Share Image
Four things I am wiser to know: Idleness, sorrow, a friend, and a foe. — Dorothy Parker Copy Share Image
Telegram to a friend who had just become a mother after a prolonged pregnancy: Good work, Mary. We all knew you had… — Dorothy Parker Copy Share Image
Then if my friendships break and bend, There's little need to cry The while I know that every foe Is faithful till… — Dorothy Parker Copy Share Image
If you have any young friends who aspire to become writers, the second-greatest favor you can do them is to present them… — Dorothy Parker Copy Share Image
My love runs by like a day in June, And he makes no friends of sorrows. He'll tread his galloping rigadoon In… — Dorothy Parker Copy Share Image
Four be the things I am wiser to know: Idleness, sorrow, a friend, and a foe. Four be the things I'd been… — Dorothy Parker Copy Share Image
They say of me, and so they should, It's doubtful if I come to good. I see acquaintances and friends Accumulating dividends… — Dorothy Parker Copy Share Image
There's little in taking or giving, There's little in water or wine: This living, this living, this living, Was never a project of mine.… — Dorothy Parker Copy Share
Hollywood is the one place on earth where you could die of encouragement. — Dorothy Parker Copy Share
“The two most beautiful words in the English language are 'check enclosed.” — Dorothy Parker Copy Share
Sometimes I think Ill give up trying, and just go completely Russian and sit on a stove and moan all day. — Dorothy Parker Copy Share
I was always sweet, at first. Oh, it's so easy to be sweet to people before you love them. — Dorothy Parker Copy Share
Misfortune, and recited misfortune especially, can be prolonged to the point where it ceases to excite pity and arouses only irritation. — Dorothy Parker Copy Share
The sun's gone dim, and the moon's gone black. For I loved him, and he didn't love back. — Dorothy Parker Copy Share
There's a hell of a distance between wisecracking and wit. Wit has truth in it; wisecracking is simply calisthenics with words. — Dorothy Parker Copy Share
Oh, life is a glorious cycle of song, A medley of extemporanea; And love is a thing that can never go wrong; And I… — Dorothy Parker Copy Share
It costs me never a stab nor squirm / To tread by chance upon a worm. / Aha, my little dear, / I say,… — Dorothy Parker Copy Share