Subject: People (Page 31)

Women prefer men who have something tender about them – especially the legal kind.

My handwriting looks as if a swarm of ants, escaping from an ink bottle, had walked over a sheet of paper without wiping their legs.

(1771 – 1845) English writer & Anglican clergyman

The dumber people think you are, the more surprised they're going to be when you kill them.


What you take for lying in an Irishman is only his attempt to put an herbaceous border on stark reality.

(1878 – 1957) Irish poet, author, athlete & politician

Hedda Hopper: How do you know so much about men?

West: Baby, I went to night school.

(1893 – 1980) actress, playwright, screenwriter & sex symbol

Sometime they'll give a war and nobody will come.

Carl Sandburg (1878 – 1967) biographer & poet

It's hard to feel fit as a fiddle when you're shaped like a cello.

American basketball coach & executive

Woman: A creature whom God made beautiful that man might love her, and unreasonable that she might love man.

Creativity varies inversely with the number of cooks involved with the broth.

There is no reciprocity; men love women, women love children, children love hamsters.

Anna Haycraft (1932 – 2005) English writer & essayist

Anyone who isn't confused really doesn't understand the situation.

(1908 – 1965) American broadcast journalist & newscaster

No one can make you feel inferior without your consent.

(1884 – 1962) diplomat & reformer & first lady

A fanatic is one who sticks to his guns whether they’re loaded or not.

(1908 – 1980) businessman, humorist

A writer is a person for whom writing is more difficult than it is for other people.

(1875 – 1955) German writer

A woman is as young as her knees.

(1934 – ) British fashion designer

Elaine: Ugh, I hate people.

Jerry: Yeah, they’re the worst.

(1954 – ) comedian & television actor

An Irishman is not drunk as long as he still has a blade of grass to hang onto.

At least he can’t cheat on his score because all you have to do is look back down the fairway and count the wounded.

(1903 – 2003) English-born American comedian & actor

The best way to hold a man is in your arms.

(1893 – 1980) actress, playwright, screenwriter & sex symbol

If it was raining soup, the Irish would go out with forks.

(1923 – 1964) Irish poet, short story writer, novelist & playwright

We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars.

(1854 – 1900) Irish dramatist, novelist & poet