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
To put a woman on the ticket would challenge the loyalty of women everywhere to their sex, because it would be made to seem that the defeat of the ticket meant the defeat for a hundred years of women's chance to be truly equal with men in politics.
Watergate is the great liberal illusion that you can have public virtue without private morality.
Communism is the opiate of the intellectuals.
[On the Democratic Party:] Its leaders are always troubadors of trouble; crooners of catastrophe ... A Democratic President is doomed to proceed to his goals like a squid, squirting darkness all about him.
Nature abhors a vacuum, even in the heads of statesmen.
They [Democrats] are the troubadours and the crooners of catastrophe.
The oppressed never free themselves - they do not have the necessary strengths.
You know, I have had a terrible life. I married two men I really didn't like. My only daughter was killed in a car accident. My brother committed suicide. Has my life been a life for anyone to envy?
If a woman's got any instincts, she feels when her husband's off the reservation.
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?
I hope I shall have ambition until the day I die.
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.
Politicians talk themselves red, white, and blue in the face.
But if God wanted us to think with our wombs, why did he give us a brain.