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.

Despite all our toil and progress, the art of medicine still falls somewhere between trout casting and spook writing.

The movies are an eruption of trash that has lamed the American mind and retarded Americans from becoming cultured people.

I'll tell you a secret. We live in a mad and inspiring world.

Out of the thousand writers huffing and puffing through movieland there are scarcely fifty men and women of wit or talent. The rest of the fraternity is deadwood. Yet, in a curious way, there is not much difference between the product of a good writer and a bad one. They both have to toe the same mark.

Socially, a journalist ranks somewhere between the madam of a whorehouse and a bartender. but spiritually he ranks with Galileo, for he knows the world is round.

That God has managed to survive the inanities of the religions that do Him homage is truly a miraculous proof of His existence.