Mignon McLaughlin


American Author and Journalist, Copy Editor for Vogue magazine and Managing Editor of Glamour magazine

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Failure can get to be a rather comfortable old friend.

How strange that the young should always think the world is against them - when in fact that is the only time it is for them.

"Your money or your life." We know what to do when a burglar makes this demand of us, but not when God does.

Always live up to your standards - by lowering them, if necessary.

Boredom is often the cause of promiscuity and always its result.

Few novels or plays could exist without at least one troublemaker in the group, and perhaps life couldn't either.

How tired God must be of guilt and loneliness, for that is all we ever bring to Him.

A car is useless in New York, essential everywhere else. The same with good manners.

An artist is a socially unattractive person whom socially attractive people make money out of.

Broadway audiences are dependably square. "Well, I'll be a son of a bitch" always gets a laugh; spoken by a little old lady, it brings down the house.

Few of us could bear to have ourselves for neighbors.

A childhood can be judged sheltered or not according to which was learned first, the four-letter word or the euphemism.

An attractive woman likes feminine company until she's twenty, and after she's twenty-five.

Cash is the one gift everyone despises and no one turns down.

Few of us write great novels; all of us live them.

A critic can only review the book he has read, not the one which the writer wrote.

An old racetrack joke reminds you that your program contains all the winners' names. I stare at my typewriter keys with the same thought.

Charity is a good way of reminding God that if we can do it, He can.

Few women care what a man looks like, and a good thing too.

A husband only worries about a particular Other Man; a wife distrusts her whole species.

Any woman can talk herself into being in love with any man, for a while anyway.

Children lack morality, but they also lack fake morality.

Flesh goes on pleasuring us, and humiliating us, right to the end.

A hypochondriac is one who has a pill for everything except what ails him.

Anything you do from the heart enriches you, but sometimes not till years later.

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American Author and Journalist, Copy Editor for Vogue magazine and Managing Editor of Glamour magazine