If Travel Has Taught Me Nothing More,

You'll Have To Leave My Meals On A Tray Outside The Door Because I'll Be Working Pretty Late On The Secret Of Making Myself Invisible, Which May Take Me Almost Until Eleven O'clock.

Do You Know Anything At All That Nobody Else Knows Or, For That Matter, Gives A Damn About? If You Do, Then Sit Tight, Because One Of These Days You're Going To Hollywood As A Technical Supervisor On A Million Dollar Movie.

I Loathe Writing. On The Other Hand I'm A Great Believer In Money.

In My More Pompous Moments I Like To Think Of Myself As A Writer Rather Than A Humorist, But I Suppose That's Merely The Vanity Of Advancing Age.

Love Is Not The Dying Moan Of A Distant Violin - It's The Triumphant Twang Of A Bedspring.