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
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.
I once heard of a murderer who propped his two victims up against a chess board in sporting attitudes and was able to get as far as Seattle before his crime was discovered.
I never liked bananas much anyway. Two-thirds of the way down even one banana I am willing to concede defeat smilingly and give the rest to the nearest monkey.
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
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.
The free-lance writer is a man who is paid per piece or per word or perhaps.