[Epitaph:] Involved in a plot.

It is that word 'hunny,' my darlings, that marks the first place in The House at Pooh Corner at which Tonstant Weader fwowed up.

Her big heart did not, as is so sadly often the case, inhabit a big bosom.

Out in Hollywood, where the streets are paved with Goldwyn.

Where's the man could ease a heart Like a satin gown?

There must be courage; there must be no awe. There must be criticism, for humor, to my mind, is encapsulated in criticism. There must be a disciplined eye and a wild mind...There must be a magnificent disregard of your reader, for if he cannot follow you, there is nothing you can do about it.

This is me apologizing. I am a fool, a bird-brain, a liar and a horse-thief. I wouldn't touch a superlative again with an umbrella.