Love Is A Hole In The Heart.

Love Is The Magician That Pulls Him Out Of His Own Hat.

The Movies Are An Eruption Of Trash That Has Lamed The American Mind And Retarded Americans From Becoming Cultured People.

The Factors That Laid Low So Whooping And Puissant An Empire As The Old Hollywood Are Many. I Can Think Of A Score, Including The Barbarian Hordes Of Television. But There Is One That Stands Out For Me In The Post-mortem.... The Factor Had To Do With The Basis Of Movie-making: 'who Shall Be In Charge Of Telling The Story.'

I Have Known A Number Of Don Juans Who Were Good Studs And Who Cavorted Between The Sheets Without A Psychiatrist To Guide Them. But Most Of The Busy Love-makers I Knew Were Looking For Masculinity Rather Than Practicing It. They Were Fellows Of Dubious Lust.

There's One Thing That Keeps Surprising You About Stormy Old Friends After They Die - Their Silence.