We don't really need reviewers, just first-night reporters who will tell us faithfully whether or not the audience liked the show.

Vulgar and obscene, the papers run rumors daily about people in show business, tales of wicked ways and witless affairs.

Millions of people thought Archie was a happy hero.

Nations have come under the control of haters and fools.

I'm lucky. Lord, I'm lucky.

The wages of pedantry is pain.

The reviewer is a singularly detested enemy because he is, unlike the hapless artist, invulnerable.