Even in the midst of all the intellectual stimulation and gay partying, there may lie an emptiness that cries out to be filled– viciously sometimes.
In the end, all one really wants is to be loved. To love and to be loved singularly and steadfastly is the one universal human emotion that transcends all intellectual boundaries. The search for this may take a lifetime, and still leave you wanting, as was the case with Dorothy Parker. But Mrs. Parker used her losses to channel her humor and wit into creative writing, a far superior exercise than attempting suicide (at which she failed many a time). I can't help but smile at one of her famous lines:
Four be the things I'd have been better without: Love, curiosity, freckles and doubt. Or even this one: Razors pain you; Rivers are damp;
Acids stain you; And drugs cause cramp.
Guns aren't lawful; Nooses give;
Gas smells awful; You might as well live.
