The Rattle Of Plastic Keys Reminds Me

Murray Sounds Like A Blindfolded Man Riding A Unicycle On The Rim Of The Pit Of Doom, The Men Actually Facing The Danger Are All So Taciturn That You Might As Well Try Interviewing The Cars Themselves.

In London There Was No Home Cooking Worthy Of The Name. When You Were In Funds You Ate Out. But Only The People Whose Faces Appeared In Such Publications As Town And Queen Could Afford To Eat In Restaurants Serving Food Which Would Leave Them Looking And Feeling Better Instead Of Worse.

Prejudices Are Useless. Call Los Angeles Any Dirty Name You Like - Six Suburbs In Search Of A City, Paradise With A Lobotomy, Anything - But The Fact Remains That You Are Already Living In It Before You Get There

Freedom And Diversity Guard Each Other, And If A Country Could Form The Whole Of One's Character, Napoleon Iii And Victor Hugo Would Have Been The Same Person... If National Identity Means Anything, It Means Something That Comes With You Wherever You Go, And Stays With You No Matter How Long You Stay Away.

As Far As Talent Goes, Marilyn Monroe Was So Minimally Gifted As To Be Almost Unemployable, And Anyone Who Holds To The Opinion That She Was A Great Natural Comic Identifies Himself Immediately As A Dunce.