I thought that was going to be a good song, too, and then they went and rhymed “time” and “Rhine,” and spoiled everything. <small>p. 24</small> - Dorothy Parker

Two things made The Dice of the Gods, another play about drugs, seem much better than it had any real right to seem. One was that Morphia had come first, and once you had seen Morphia, nothing seemd so very terrible to you. <small>p. 375</small>

You know how a play in dialect is. At the first act, you think, "How quaint!"; at the second act, you wish they would either stop using dialect or keep quiet; and at the third act, you wish you hadn't come. And Tillie, may I mention in passing, has four acts. <small>p. 64</small>

Writing a book for the Follies seems to be about as profitable an occupation as furnishing flannel petticoats for the showgirls. <small>p. 151</small>