People's sex habits are as well known in Hollywood as their political opinions, and much less criticized.

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.

Time is a circus, always packing up and moving away.

A movie is never any better than the stupidest man connected with it.

Trying to determine what is going on in the world by reading newspapers is like trying to tell the time by watching the second hand of a clock.

They're a symbol of the whole town, pretending to fight, love, weep and laugh all the time - and they're phonies, all of them. And I head the list...their phony hearts were dripping with the milk of human kindness.

Chicago is a sort of journalistic Yellowstone Park, offering haven to a last herd of fantastic bravos.