For those who didn't read the New Yorker fifty years ago:
Somehow, I think Dorothy Parker and Clair Boothe Luce didn't get on too well:

Someone told Parker that Luce was always kind to her inferiors;
Parker replied "Where does she find them?"

On another occasion, the two women arrived at the door at the same time.
Luce said "Age before beauty" motioning for Paker to enter first.
As she walked through the door, Parker replied "And Pearls before Swine."