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The Whole City Gives You The Impression Of Impermanence. You Have The Feeling That One Day Someone Is Going To Yell, "cut! Strike It!" And Then The Stagehands Will Scurry Out And Remove The Mountains, The Movie-star Homes, The Hollywood Bowl--everything.

A Committee Is A Group Of Individuals Who All Put In A Perfectly Good Color, And It Comes Out Gray.

There's Beatles Books And T-shirts And Rings, And One Thing And Another. To Buy My Daughter All These Things, I Had To Sell Her Brother.

In Hollywood, We Have Some Of The Richest Unemployed People In The World. They Have Sun Tans. Some Of Them Have Chauffeurs In Rolls-royces Waiting Outside. They Have Their Golf Clubs Ready In The Car. There Is No Law That Says You Cannot Play Golf While Being Unemployed.

A "normal" Person Is The Sort Of Person That Might Be Designed By A Committee. You Know, "each Person Puts In A Pretty Color And It Comes Out Gray."