Subject: Insults (Page 41)

He sang like a hinge.

(1908 – 1984) American actress & singer

Scorsese was our director; he had phone books under his ass so he could see the actors.

(1926 – 2017) American stand-up comedian & actor

He tried to choke me! You saw it. He called me a baboon, thinks I’m his wife.

(1921 – 2004) stand-up comedian & actor

Frank Sinatra

(1915 – 1998) American singer & actor

He doesn't die his hair – he's just prematurely orange.

(1913 – 2006) 36th U.S. president

I would not want Jimmy Carter and his men in charge of snake control in Ireland.

(1916 – 2005) American politician & poet

Pushing forty? … she's hanging on for dear life.

(1884 – 1969) English novelist

His idea of getting hold of the right end of the stick is to snatch it from the hands of somebody who is using it effectively, and to hit him over the head with it.

(1856 – 1950) Irish playwright & socialist

I have met a lot of hardboiled eggs in my time, but you’re twenty minutes.

(1854 – 1900) Irish dramatist, novelist & poet

One could not even dignify him with the name of a stuffed shirt; he was simply a hole on the air.

Eric Arthur Blair (1903 – 50) English author & journalist

She was a master at making nothing happen very slowly.

(1904 – 1999) author, editor, radio host

We know that he has, more than any other man, the gift of compressing the largest amount of words into the smallest amount of thought.

(1874 – 1965) British prime minister, politician, statesman & orator

I’ve just learned about his illness; let’s hope it’s nothing trivial.

(1876 – 1944) American author, humorist & columnist

When I want to play with a prick, I’ll play with my own.

(1880 – 1946) comedian, actor, juggler & writer

Virginia Woolf’s writing is no more than glamorous knitting; I believe she must have a pattern somewhere.

(1887 – 1964) English biographer, critic, novelist & poet

That woman speaks eighteen languages, and she can’t say 'No' in any of them.

(1893 – 1967) writer, humorist & poet

If she was cast as Lady Godiva the horse would steal the show.

The first time I saw you on stage I realized what a wonderful voice you've got; I think you're so brave not to have had it trained.

(1865-1940) English actress

Wallowing in corruption like a rhinoceros in an African pool.

(1831 – 1902) journalist & newspaper editor

In feathered hats that were once the rage, she resembles a petrified parakeet from the Jurassic age; a royal wreck.

Richard Blackwell (1922 – 2008) fashion critic, journalist, & designer

He looks as though he’s been weaned on a pickle.

(1884 – 1980) author & wit