If Mr. Vincent Price were to be co-starred with Miss Bette Davis in a story by Mr. Edgar Allan Poe directed by Mr. Roger Corman, it could not fully express the pent-up violence and depravity of a single day in the life of the average family.

Style, in the broadest sense of all, is consciousness. More specifically it is a consistent idiom arising spontaneously from the personality but deliberately maintained.

All America is much the same.

An autobiography is an obituary in serial form with the last installment missing.

It is explained that all relationships require a little give and take. This is untrue. Any partnership demands that we give and give and give and at the last, as we flop into our graves exhausted, we are told that we didn't give enough.

You fall out of your mother's womb, you crawl across open country under fire, and drop into your grave.

Nothing shortens a journey so pleasantly as an account of misfortunes at which the hearer is permitted to laugh.