In Its Heyday, Hollywood Reflected,

I've Had My Best Times When Trailing A Mainbocher Evening Gown Across A Sawdust Floor. I've Always Loved High Style In Low Company.

The Wrong Side Of The Tracks Is Livelier.

I've Never Known A Philadelphian Who Wasn't A Downright 'character'; Possibly A Defense Mechanism Resulting From The Dullness Of Their Native Habitat.

I Was Making Love To A Man, A Man I Hardly Even Know. He Was Kissing The Face Off Me And I Was Kissing The Face Off Him. And I Found It Highly Satisfactory.

In Its Heyday, Hollywood Reflected, If It Did Not Actually Produce, The Sexual Climate Of Our Land.