Best 42 quotes of Russell Lynes on MyQuotes

A lady is nothing very specific. One man's lady is another man's woman; sometimes, one man's lady is another man's wife. Definitions overlap but they almost never coincide.

And I thought I had problems? Look at your face!

Anybody who told you to be yourself simply couldn't have given you worse advice.

Any real New Yorker is a you-name-it-we-have-it-snob whose heart brims with sympathy for the millions of unfortunates who through misfortune, misguidedness or pure stupidity live anywhere else in the world.

Are you always this stupid or are you making a special effort today?

A truly appreciative child will break, lose, spoil, or fondle to death any really successful gift within a matter of minutes.

Brains aren't everything. In fact in your case they're nothing.

Calling you an idiot would be an insult to all the stupid people.

Camouflage is a game we all like to play

Camouflage is a game we all like to play, but our secrets are as surely revealed by what we want to seem to be as by what we want to conceal.

Clutter is what happens to things when they become useless but friendly.

Cynicism is the intellectual cripple's substitute for intelligence. It is the dishonest businessman's substitute for conscience. It is the communicator's substitute, whether he is advertising man or editor or writer, for self-respect.

Don't let you mind wander - it's far too small to be let out on its own.

Every journalist has a novel in him, which is an excellent place for it.

For all its flexibility, television is more a mirror of taste than a shaper of it.

Friends never make assumptions about you. They never expect a reason to go out with you. In fact friends only expect you to be you.

Hi there, I'm a human being! What are you?

I'd agree with you, but then we'd both be wrong.

I'd love to ask how old you are, but unfortunately I know you can't count that high.

I don't know what makes you so dumb but it really works.

If you can't ignore an insult, top it; if you can't top it, laugh it off; and if you can't laugh it off, it's probably deserved.

If you took an IQ test, the results would be negative.

Improvisation was the blood and bone of jazz, and in the classic, New Orleans jazz it was collective improvisation in which each performer, seemingly going his own melodic way, played in harmony, dissonance, or counterpoint with the improvisations of his colleagues. Quite unlike ragtime, which was written down in many cases by its composers and could be repeated note for note (if not expression for expression) by others, jazz was a performer's not a composer's art.

I'm sorry, I'm a little busy. Can i ignore you later?

It is always well to accept your own shortcomings with candor but to regard those of your friends with polite incredulity.

No author dislikes to be edited as much as he dislikes not to be published.

Shouldn't you have a license for being that ugly?

Sure, I've seen people like you before - but I had to pay an admission.

Sure, I'd love to help you out...now, which way did you come in?

Tennis is an addiction that once it has truly hooked a man will not let him go.

The Art Snob can be recognized in the home by the quick look he gives the pictures on your walls, quick but penetrating, as though he were undressing them. This is followed either by complete and pained silence or a comment such as 'That's really a very pleasant little water color you have there.

The Art Snob will stand back from a picture at some distance, his head cocked slightly to one side

The bungalow had more to do with how Americans live today than any other building that has gone remotely by the name of architecture in our history.

The Good Quality Snob, or wearer of muted tweeds, cut almost exactly the same from year to year, often with a hat of the same material, [is] native to the Boston North Shore, the Chicago North Shore, the North Shore of Long Island, to Westchester County, the Philadelphia Main Line and the Peninsula area of San Francisco.

The most effective comeback to an insult is silence.

There are times when you just get down, you feel like nobody likes you. We're in high school forever. It's just what we do with it.

There is a distinction to be drawn between true collectors and accumulators. Collectors are discriminating; accumulators act at random. The Collyer brothers, who died among the tons of newspapers and trash with which they filled every cubic foot of their house so that they could scarcely move, were a classic example of accumulators, but there are many of us whose houses are filled with all manner of things that we "can't bear to throw away.

The shaping of taste is essentially the science of merchandising, whether of detergents or cars or books or objects of fine and decorative art.

The true snob never rests; there is always a higher goal to attain, and there are, by the same token, always more and more people to look down upon.

The world of the arts is by no means always comfortable, but neither is it likely ever to be boring. It is full of surprises, humor, traps for the unwary, and challenges to smugness. It is a world of moods as well as of revelation, of beliefs and fears, of unpleasant truth as well as of delicious fantasy. Perhaps it is arrogant to say that anyone who does not venture into this world is only half-interested in life. I say it, nonetheless.

Wasting time is negative, but there is something positive about idleness.

What we are headed for is a sort of social structure in which the highbrows are the elite, the middlebrows are the bourgeoisie and the lowbrows are hoi polloi.