I misremember who first was cruel enough to nurture the cocktail party into life. But perhaps it would be not too much… — Dorothy Parker Copy Share Image
If all the young ladies who attended the Yale promenade dance were laid end to end, no one would be the least… — Dorothy Parker Copy Share Image
... if this world were anything near what it should be there would be no more need of a Book Week than… — Dorothy Parker Copy Share Image
Accursed from their birth they be Who seek to find monogamy, Pursuing it from bed to bed— I think they would be… — Dorothy Parker Copy Share Image
That would be a good thing for them to cut on my tombstone: Wherever she went, including here, it was against her… — Dorothy Parker Copy Share Image
God, the bitter misery that reading works into this world! Everybody knows that - everbody who IS everybody. All the best minds… — Dorothy Parker Copy Share Image
Yes, well, let me tell you that if nobody had ever learned to quote, very few people would be in love with… — Dorothy Parker Copy Share Image
Pictures pass me in long review,-- Marching columns of dead events. I was tender, and, often, true; Ever a prey to coincidence.… — 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 Image
Hollywood is the one place on earth where you could die of encouragement. — Dorothy Parker Copy Share Image
“The two most beautiful words in the English language are 'check enclosed.” — Dorothy Parker Copy Share Image
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 Image
I was always sweet, at first. Oh, it's so easy to be sweet to people before you love them. — Dorothy Parker Copy Share Image
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 Image
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 Image
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 Image
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 Image
