Despite All Our Toil And

A Movie Is Never Any Better Than The Stupidest Man Connected With It.

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.

He Was In Love With Life As An Ant On A Summer Blade Of Grass.

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.