Robert Benchley
Robert Benchley
Robert Charles Benchleywas an American humorist best known for his work as a newspaper columnist and film actor. From his beginnings at the Harvard Lampoon while attending Harvard University, through his many years writing essays and articles for Vanity Fair and The New Yorker and his acclaimed short films, Benchley's style of humor brought him respect and success during his life, from New York City and his peers at the Algonquin Round Table to contemporaries in the burgeoning film industry...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionJournalist
Date of Birth15 September 1889
CityWorcester, MA
CountryUnited States of America
All that a spectator gets out of the game is fresh air, the comical articles in his program, the sight of twenty-two young men rushing about in mysterious formations, and whatever he brought in his flask.
The Ultimate Day really begins the night before, when you sit up until one o'clock trying to get things into trunk and bags. This is when you discover the well-known fact that summer air swells articles to twice or three times their original size.
In America there are two classes of travel - first class, and with children.
Opera is where a guy gets stabbed in the back, and instead of dying, he sings.
Most of the arguments to which I am a party fall somewhat short of being impressive, owing to the fact that neither I nor my opponent knows what we are talking about.
I can't seem to bring myself to say, "Well, I guess I'll be toddling along." It isn't that I can't toddle. It's that I can't guess I'll toddle.
Perfectly Scandalous" was one of those plays in which all of the actors unfortunately enunciated very clearly
There are two kinds of people in this world - those who divide everything into two and those who don't
There is something about saying "Ok" and hanging up the receiver with a bang that kids a man into feeling that he has just pulled off a big deal, even if he has only called the telephone company to find out the correct time
There may be said to be two classes of people in the world; those who constantly divide the people of the world into two classes and those who do not.
Then it's merrily, merrily, merrily, whoa! To the old gray church they come and go, Some to be married and some to be buried And Old Robin has gone for the mail
It took me fifteen years to discover that I had no talent for writing, but I couldn't give it up because by that time I was too famous
Tell us your phobias and we will tell you what you are afraid of.
As for me, except for an occasional heart attack, I feel as young as I ever did.