It Seemed Like A Nice Neighborhood To

In Everything That Can Be Called Art There Is A Quality Of Redemption.

All Art At Some Time And In Some Manner Becomes Mass Entertainment, And If It Does Not It Dies And Is Forgotten.

I Sat Down On The Edge Of A Deep Soft Chair And Looked At Mrs Regan. She Was Worth A Stare. She Was Trouble.

If You Believe In An Idea, You Don't Own You, It Owns You.

I Was Neat, Clean, Shaved And Sober And I Didn't Care Who Knew It.