Quotes by Dorothy Rothschild Parker
| Oh, life is a glorious cycle of song, A medley of extemporanea And love is a thing that can never go wrong And I am Marie of Roumania. |
| The sweeter the apple, the blacker the core. Scratch a lover and find a foe |
| Hell's afloat in lover's tears. |
| Love is like quicksilver in the hand. Leave the fingers open and it stays. Clutch it, and it darts away. |
