Technological Man Can't Believe In Anything That

In The Final Analysis There Is No Other Solution To Man's Progress But The Day's Honest Work, The Day's Honest Decision, The Day's Generous Utterances, And The Day's Good Deed.

The Women Who Inspired This Play Deserved To Be Smacked Across The Head With A Meat Ax And That, I Flatter Myself, Is Exactly What I Smacked Them With.

A Man Has Only One Escape From His Old Self: To See A Different Self In The Mirror Of Some Woman's Eyes.

Technological Man Can't Believe In Anything That Can't Be Measured, Taped, Or Put Into A Computer.

I Refuse The Compliment That I Think Like A Man, Thought Has No Sex, One Either Thinks Or One Does Not.