To A Newspaperman, A Human Being Is

Imitation Is The Sincerest Form Of Television.

Radio Is A Bag Of Mediocrity Where Little Men With Carbon Minds Wallow In Sluice Of Their Own Making.

Life, In My Estimation, Is A Biological Misadventure That We Terminate On The Shoulders Of Six Strange Men Whose Only Objective Is To Make A Hole In One With You.

What's On Your Mind, If You Will Allow The Overstatement.

The First Time I Sang In The Church Choir; Two Hundred People Changed Their Religion.