Prejudice Is A Raft Onto

Love's The Only Thing I've Thought Of Or Read About Since I Was Knee-high. That's What I Always Dreamed Of, Of Meeting Somebody And Falling In Love. And When That Remarkable Thing Happened, I Was Going To Recite Poetry To Her For Hours About How Her Heart's An Angel's Wing And Her Hair The Strings Of A Heavenly Harp. Instead I Got Drunk And Hollered At Her And Called Her A Harpy.

I Have Written A Raucous Valentine To A Poet's Dream And Agony.

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.

I'm A Hollywood Writer, So I Put On My Sports Jacket And Take Off My Brain.

In The Court Of The Movie Owner, None Criticized, None Doubted. And None Dared Speak Of Art. In The Owner's Mind Art Was A Synonym For Bankruptcy. The Movie Owners Are The Only Troupe In The History Of Entertainment That Has Never Been Seduced By The Adventure Of The Entertainment World.