Clare Boothe Luce

Clare Boothe Luce
Clare Boothe Lucewas an American author, politician, US Ambassador and notable public conservative figure. She was the first American woman appointed to a major ambassadorial post abroad. A versatile author, she is best known for her 1936 hit play The Women, which had an all-female cast. Her writings extended from drama and screen scenarios to fiction, journalism, and war reportage. She was the wife of Henry Luce, publisher of Time, Life, Fortune, and Sports Illustrated...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionDramatist
Date of Birth10 April 1903
CountryUnited States of America
Home is where you hang your architect.
Rich women are not too put upon by their children. You don't have to do all the things for a child that those women who had to stay at home did. My Ann had a French governess who took care of her until she was twelve years old and went off to boarding school.
I know all about violence and physical abuse because my first husband used to beat me severely when he got drunk. Once, I can remember coming home from a party and walking up our vast marble staircase at the Fifth Avenue house while he was striking me. I thought, If I just gave him one shove down the staircase I would be rid of him forever.
A man's home may seem to be his castle on the outside; inside is more often his nursery.
Censorship, like charity, should begin at home, but, unlike charity, it should end there.
But if God wanted us to think with our wombs, why did he give us a brain.
Politicians talk themselves red, white, and blue in the face.
They say women talk too much. If you have worked in Congress you know that the filibuster was invented by men.
It is matrimonial suicide to be jealous when you have a really good reason.
I am for lifting everyone off the social bottom. In fact, I am for doing away with the social bottom altogether.
I don't have any warm personal enemies. All the SOBs have died.
It is ridiculous to think that you can spend your entire life with just one person. Three is about the right number. Yes, I imagine three husbands would do it?
The oppressed never free themselves - they do not have the necessary strengths.
The women who inspired this play deserved to be smacked across the head with a meat ax and that, I flatter myself, is exactly what I smacked them with.