You know what's wrong with our waterfront? It's the love of a lousy buck. It's making the love of a buck, the cushy job, more important than the love of man. It's forgetting that every fellow down here's your brother in Christ.
Budd SchulbergUnless we know people well, we sit around with our words and our minds starched, afraid of being ourselves for fear of wrinkling them.
Budd Schulberg