S.J Perelman Quotes

#1. He bit his lip in a manner which immediately awakened my maternal sympathy, and I helped him bite it.

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#2. I'll dispose of my teeth as I see fit, and after they've gone, I'll get along. I started off living on gruel, and by God, I can always go back to it again.

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#3. This medal (the National Book Award) together with my American Express card, will identify me worldwide ... except at Bloomingdale's.

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#4. If, at the close of business each evening, I myself can understand what I've written, I feel the day hasn't been totally wasted.

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#5. The fact is that all of us have only one personality, and we wring it out like a dishtowel. You are what you are.

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#6. I had a hell of a time getting here, brother," I revealed when we had finished trading insincerities.

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#7. Only the scenario writers are exempt. These are tied between the tails of two spirited Caucasian ponies, which are then driven off in opposite directions. This custom is called a conference.

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#8. Nature, it appears, has been rather more bountiful to Paul's body and purse than to his intellect; above the ears, speaking bluntly, the boy is strictly tapioca.

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#9. There is such a thing as too much couth.

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#10. A farm is an irregular patch of nettles bounded by short-term notes, containing a fool and his wife who didn't know enough to stay in the city.

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#11. I found the pearl of the Orient slightly less exciting than a rainy Sunday evening in Rochester.

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#12. Santa Barbara people are conservative-not like in L.A., where everybody wears rhinestones on their glasses to show that they own an airplane factory.

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#13. You'll have to leave my meals on a tray outside the door because I'll be
working pretty late on the secret of making myself invisible, which may take me almost until eleven o'clock.

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#14. I cannot recall a more engaging passage in fiction, and I've been trying for almost eighteen seconds.

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#15. I loathe writing. On the other hand I'm a great believer in money.

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#16. The dubious privilege of a freelance writer is he's given the freedom to starve anywhere.

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#17. The main obligation is to amuse yourself.

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#18. In my more pompous moments I like to think of myself as a writer rather than a humorist, but I suppose that's merely the vanity of advancing age.

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#19. I'd horsewhip you if I had a horse.

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#20. Fate was dealing from the bottom of the deck.

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#21. Love is not the dying moan of a distant violin .. it's the triumphant twang of a bedspring

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#22. FREEDLEY: Will I feel better after I take it? DR. FITCH (coldly): I, am a physician, Freedley, not an astrologer. If you want a horoscope, there's a gypsy tearoom over on Lexington Avenue.

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#23. Learning is what most adults will do for a living in the 21st century.

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#24. A basic ingredient in the manufacture of perfume, the attar-a heavy, pale-yellow oil stored in small metal drums-had been put up as collateral by Bulgaria, in lieu of gold, at the Moscow Narodny Bank, a Communist finance house for East-West trade.

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#25. I guess I'm just an old mad scientist at bottom. Give me an underground laboratory, half a dozen atom-smashers, and a beautiful girl in a diaphanous veil waiting to be turned into a chimpanzee, and I care not who writes the nation's laws.

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#26. I'm half Scotch-Irish on both sides, and when I lose my temper-brother, I go.

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#27. Tomatoes and squash never fail to reach maturity. You can spray them with acid, beat them with sticks and burn them; they love it.

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#28. I tried to resist his overtures, but he plied me with symphonies, quartets, chamber music, and cantatas.

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#29. There is something about a home aquarium which sets my teeth on edge the moment I see it. Why anyone would want to live with a small container of stagnant water populated by a half-dead guppy is beyond me.

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#30. The worst disgrace that can befall a producer is an unkind notice from a New York reviewer. When this happens, the producer becomes a pariah in Hollywood. He is shunned by his friends, thrown into bankruptcy, and like a Japanese electing hara-kiri, he commits suttee.

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#31. Where would the Rockefellers be today if old John D. had gone on selling short-weight kerosene ... to widows and orphans instead of wisely deciding to mulct the whole country.

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#32. Do you know anything at all that nobody else knows or, for that matter, gives a damn about? If you do, then sit tight, because one of these days you're going to Hollywood as a technical supervisor on a million dollar movie.

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#33. If travel has taught me nothing more, and it certainly has, it's this: you never know when some trifling incident, utterly without significance, may pitchfork you into adventure or, by the same token, may not.

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#34. There are nineteen words in Yiddish that convey gradations of disparagement, from a mild, fluttery helplessness to a state of downright, irreconcilable brutishness. All of them can be usefully employed to pinpoint the kind of individuals I write about.

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#35. I don't know where we're going or how we'll get there, but when we get there we'll be there - and that's something, even if it's nothing.

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#36. All right, so call me Miss Cliche of 1960, but the thing about the married ones that always spooks me is how sweet and attentive they are at first, when they're on the prowl.

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#37. We old roosters must be cautious. Don't try to outwit your arteries.

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#38. I have no truck with lettuce, cabbage, and similar chlorophyll. Any dietitian will tell you that a running foot of apple strudel contains four times the vitamins of a bushel of beans.

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#39. "In France," Marcel said with wintry dignity, "accidents occur in the bedroom, not the kitchen."

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#40. As for consulting a dentist regularly, my punctuality practically amounted to a fetish. Every twelve years I would drop whatever I was doing and allow wild Caucasian ponies to drag me to a reputable orthodontist.

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#41. I used to pride myself on being impervious to the sentimentalities of soap opera, but when that loveliest of actresses, Rachel Gurney, of Upstairs, Downstairs, perished on the Titanic, I wept so convulsively and developed such anorexia that I had to be force-fed.

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