They didn't act like people and they didn't act like actors. It's hard to explain. They acted more like they knew they were celebrities and all. I mean they were good, but they were too good.

Were most of your stars out? Were you busy writing your heart out?

Sensitive. That killed me. That guy Morrow was about as sensitive as a toilet seat.

If a body catch a body coming through the rye.

I privately say to you, old friend... please accept from me this unpretentious bouquet of early-blooming parentheses: (((()))).

I thought the two ugly ones were sisters, but they got very insulted when I asked them. You could tell neither one of them wanted to look like the other one, and you couldn't blame them, but it was very amusing anyway.

The true poet has no choice of material. The material plainly chooses him, not he it.