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What Troubles Me Is Not That Movie Stars Run For Office, But That They Find It Easy To Get Elected. It Should Be Difficult. It Should Be Difficult For Millionaires, Too.

Between The Two Poles Of Whole-truth And Half-truth Is Slung The Chancy Hammock In Which We All Rock.

How Is The Newcomer To Deal With Rome? What Is One To Make Of This Marble Rubble, This Milk Of Wolves, This Blood Of Caesars, This Sunrise Of Renaissance, This Baroquery Of Blown Stone, This Warm Hive Of Italians, This Antipasto Of Civilization?

A Plane Is A Bad Place For An All-out Sleep, But A Good Place To Begin Rest And Recovery From The Trip To The Faraway Places You've Been, A Decompression Chamber Between Here And There. Though A Plane Is Not The Ideal Place Really To Think, To Reassess Or Reevaluate Things, It Is A Great Place To Have The Illusion Of Doing So, And Often The Illusion Will Suffice.

Rumor And Gossip, Like Sound Itself, Appear To Travel By Wave-effect, Sheer Preposterosity Being No Barrier.