What fresh hell can this be? - Dorothy Parker

If the English version is in what, in our youth, we used to speak of affectionately as dear old iambic pentameter, the actors mercifully abstain from reciting it that way; they speak their lines as good, hardy prose. <small>p. 76</small>

It takes me six months to do a story. I think it out and then write it sentence by sentence—no first draft. I can't write five words but that I change seven.

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