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Connor: I’m testing the air. I like it but it doesn’t like me.

Dexter: I thought all writers drank to excess and beat their wives. You know, at one time I secretly wanted to be a writer.

Margaret: We both might face the facts that neither of us has proved to be a very great success as a wife.
Tracy: We just picked the wrong first husband.

Tracy Lord: These stories are beautiful. Why, Mike, they’re almost poetry.
Macaulay Connor: Don’t kid yourself, they are.

Sidney Kidd: You hate me, I trust, Miss Imbrie.
Elizabeth Imbrie: No, I can’t afford to hate anybody. I’m only a photographer.