Sunday, August 12, 2007

Quotable Quotes: Dorothy Parker (yes - too much DP is never enough)

Symptom Recital
I do not like my state of mind;
I'm bitter, querulous, unkind.
I hate my legs, I hate my hands,
I do not yearn for lovelier lands.
I dread the dawn's recurrent light;
I hate to go to bed at night.
I snoot at simple, earnest folk.
I cannot take the simplest joke.
I find no peace in paint or type.
My world is but a lot of tripe.
I'm disillusioned, empty-breasted.
For what I think, I'd be arrested.
I am not sick. I am not well.
My quondam dreams are shot to hell.
My soul is crushed, my spirit sore:
I do not like me any more.
I cavil, quarrel, grumble, grouse.
I ponder on the narrow house.
I shudder at the thought of men.
I'm due to fall in love again.

2 comments:

observer said...

wow, sounds exactly like me!

my name is kate said...

Clearly when I recommended Wodehouse and Adams to lighten your mood I should have advised you to head for Parker instead and really get down to wallowing…