A Frozen Daiquiri Of A Scorching Afternoon

I Read Shakespeare And The Bible, And I Can Shoot Dice. That's What I Call A Liberal Education.

It's Unlikely I'll Ever Submit To A Psychiatrist's Couch. I Don't Want Some Stranger Prowling Around Through My Psyche, Monkeying With My Id. I Don't Need An Analyst To Tell Me That I Have Never Had Any Sense Of Security. Who Has?

No Man Worth His Salt, No Man Of Spirit And Spine, No Man For Whom I Could Have Any Respect, Could Rejoice In The Identification Of Tallulah's Husband. It's Tough Enough To Be Bogged Down In A Legend. It Would Be Even Tougher To Marry One.

A Frozen Daiquiri Of A Scorching Afternoon Is Soothing. It Makes Living More Tolerable.

I'm Not At My Best When I Moralize Or Philosophize. Logic Is Elusive, Especially To One Who So Rarely Uses It.