Author: Dorothy Parker Page 2

She looks like something that would eat its young.

(1893 – 1967) writer, humorist & poet
Appearance Insults

It serves me right for putting all my eggs in one bastard.

(1893 – 1967) writer, humorist & poet
Relationships

Hangover: The wrath of grapes.

(1893 – 1967) writer, humorist & poet
Alcohol Food/Drink

There has been but one sweet, misty interlude in my [insomnia]; that was the evening I fell into a dead dreamless slumber brought on by the reading of a book called Appendicitis.

(1893 – 1967) writer, humorist & poet
Reviews/Criticism

The cure for boredom is curiosity; there is no cure for curiosity.

(1893 – 1967) writer, humorist & poet
Characteristics Intelligence

Men seldom make passes at girls who wear glasses.

(1893 – 1967) writer, humorist & poet
Girls People Things Women

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

(1893 – 1967) writer, humorist & poet
Communication Insults Intelligence Sex

Excuse my dust.

(1893 – 1967) writer, humorist & poet
Epitaphs Self

The only thing I didn’t like about The Barretts of Wimpole Street was the play.

(1893 – 1967) writer, humorist & poet
Reviews/Criticism

Good work, Mary: We all knew you had it in you.

(1893 – 1967) writer, humorist & poet
Situations

It is true that I paid it the tribute of tears, but that says nothing, for I am one who weeps at Victorian costumes.

(1893 – 1967) writer, humorist & poet
Reviews/Criticism

One more drink and I'd be under the host.

(1893 – 1967) writer, humorist & poet
Alcohol Food/Drink

Outspoken? By whom?

(1893 – 1967) writer, humorist & poet
Communication Speech

A lady… with all the poise of the Sphinx though but little of her mystery.

(1893 – 1967) writer, humorist & poet
Reviews/Criticism

This is on me.

(1893 – 1967) writer, humorist & poet
Death

Seventy-two suburbs in search of a city.

(1893 – 1967) writer, humorist & poet
Places

If all the girls who attended the Yale prom were laid end to end, I wouldn't be a bit surprised.

(1893 – 1967) writer, humorist & poet
Activities Girls People School Sex

Brevity is the soul of lingerie.

(1893 – 1967) writer, humorist & poet
Appearance Clothing

Because he spills his seed on the ground.

(1893 – 1967) writer, humorist & poet
Animals

How could they tell?

(1893 – 1967) writer, humorist & poet
Death Insults

She runs the gamut of emotions from A to B.

(1893 – 1967) writer, humorist & poet
Acting Reviews/Criticism